70 posts tagged “books”
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Books: A Memoir by Larry McMurtry
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This Republic of Suffering: Death and the American Civil War by Drew Gilpin Faust
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
The Lost City of Z: A Tale of Deadly Obsession in the Amazon by David Grann
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I picked up this strange, beautifully written book in the library just yesterday. I planned to do a short peruse and then go back the the books I already have in progress, but ended up devouring this in a couple of sittings. Highly recommended.
Excellent NYT review here: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/05/books/review/Rafferty-t.html
Last summer in this post I mentioned my discovery of and fondness for Chris Knopf's Hamptons mysteries, featuring the hard-drinking tough guy Sam Aquillo. As Publisher's Weekly said, "How can you go wrong with a philosophizing hero who drinks Absolut, reads Kant, drives a '67 Grand Prix and has a dog named Eddie Van Halen?"
Imagine my surprise a few weeks back when I received an email from the author himself asking if I'd like an advance reviewer's copy of of the fourth novel in the series, Hard Stop, which is due out in May.
Sure!, I said and, lo and behold, a few days later I received and uncorrected bound galley copy of the new book. Pretty cool! (Chris's day job is marketing and he's obviously very good at it.)
I haven't gotten around to Hard Stop yet because I realized I had yet to read number three in the series, Head Wounds, and we all know (repeat after me) "You have to read them in order!"
Head Wounds finds Sam accused of the murder of a local builder. (Real estate seems to be to the Hamptons what Politics is to D.C.) As Sam tries to extricate himself from his predicament, we're treated to a parade of colorful characters - lawyers, barkeeps, good cops, bad cops, and a sexy school psychologist with an outsized nose - and to plenty of action.
Like the two earlier installments, Head Wounds oozes with Sam's (and Chris's) cynical humor. Sam reminds me of nothing less than a latter day Travis McGee.
Knopf's Hamptons in not the Hamptons of Ina Garten and Billy Joel. Conflict and tension between Hamptons old-timers and the big money that has turned the area into a haven for the super-rich is bubbling below the surface in all of these books.
Each book in this series has been better than the last. I'm looking forward to Hard Stop and to many more Sam Aquillo novels to come.
As I mentioned, we just got back on Tuesday from our annual "disappearance" (see Lisa Lutz's Curse of the Spellmans) to the Carolina beaches. Basically lazed around and read for two and a half weeks, punctuated only by trips to the local seafood shack for just-off-the-boat flounder, shrimp, scallops, and crab, accompanied by hush puppies and washed down with gallons of "unsweet" iced tea.
Here's the collection of stuff I read. The Mosley was great - the end of Easy Rawlins??. Daughters of the North was an interesting dystopian novel along the lines of The Handmaid's Tale or Children of Men. The Leopold and Loeb book made for some nice, light beach reading. Tama French's The Likeness wasn't as good as her first one, Into The Woods. Oscar Wao was sad/funny. I feel like I've been reading Les Miserables for years. I found a nice four volume edition from the 1930's for sale in our library's Book Cellar. Right now I'm about a third of the way through volume 3. It's a fine book when the story is moving forward, but there are so many digressions - pages and pages of French history and politics - that it's a bit of a plod at times. The rest of the stuff - the MacDonalds, Lee Child, et. al. - was just great escapist beach reading.
Anyway, one afternoon a wicked front blew through and it rained pretty heavily. I was in the shower and my wife came pounding on the door: "Wanna see a waterspout?" So there I am all soaped up checking out this waterspout off the beach directly in front of our condo. I ran to get the camera, but by the time I got back it had pretty much dissipated. But it looked just like this:
One of my favorite mystery writers - or writers period - is John D. MacDonald. MacDonald wrote dozens of novels beginning in the 1950's until his death in the 80's, most notably his Travis McGee series, one of the landmarks of the genre. Robert B. Parker called it "one of the great sagas in American fiction".
His work has influenced a whole generation of hardboiled writers. Carl Hiassen said: "Most readers loved MacDonald's work because he told a rip-roaring yarn. I loved it because he was the first modern writer to nail Florida dead-center, to capture all its languid sleaze, racy sense of promise, and breath-grabbing beauty." Stephen King called MacDonald "the great entertainer of our age".
Over the years I've read a bunch of the McGee novels and a few of his others, and I've collected quite a few in paperback from library sales, yard sales, etc., but I'm sure that there are at least a few that I've missed.
So I'm planning to embark on a new project: to read all 21 Travis McGee novels - in order of course.- and then to move on to MacDonald's other work.
Next Friday we're headed to the beach in NC for 17 glorious days - barring any hurricanes (I'm talking to you Hanna) - so I hope to get a good start.
One thing that's fascinating is the evolution of the cover art for these novels, from the racy covers of the 60's when they were first published, to the more, shall we say, staid covers of the recent editions.
To wit:
60's - Va Va Voom!
Show us the book you're reading right now.
Submitted by Strive2Be.I've got these three going right now:
Plus this audiobook:
No wonder my brain hurts!
