NEW YORK — Anthony Doerr's "All the Light We Cannot See," a World War II novel that has been one of the top-selling literary works of the past year, has won the Pulitzer Prize for fiction.
April 20 — Thursday saw the second big Roanoke book event with the Roanoke Book and Author Dinner. I was out of town for it this year, but my colleague Mike Allen did an interview beforehand with author Garth Stein, one of the event's draws. Let me know if you went and if you enjoyed it; one of the Times' photographers was there was a guest and said it was good.
Nothing ruins the party more than when the birthday boy keels over face first into the cake.
In her debut novel “The Bookseller,” Cynthia Swanson creates an unsettling world for protagonist Kitty Miller. Kitty seems to escape her life as the unmarried co-owner of a small town 1962 bookstore and owner of a frisky cat, by drifting into an apparent dream world where she is instead Katharyn Andersson, the married mother of three children in 1963 suburbia.
With two New York Times bestsellers behind her, author Lynne Truss introduces Alec, a retired librarian in Cambridge, who tells an incredible story of several cats who talk, read poetry, tear an office to shreds and commit ingenious crimes in “Cat Out of Hell.”
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Garth Stein’s artistic career track began as co-producer of an Oscar-winning film and arrives in the present day as author of a novel about a NASCAR-loving dog that sold more than 4 million copies.
Louise Aronson has an M.D. from Harvard and an M.F.A. from Warren Wilson College. Her practice of medicine concentrates on the care of the elderly, geriatrics, and she’s involved in medical education. She’s also the author of 16 short stories compiled in “A History of the Present Illness.”
Three books published this spring provide an opportunity to look at the roots of the United States government — the forces that created the Constitution and the forces that have acted on it geographically and historically.
No, not zombies, something better than that: authors.
Rowan Coleman’s 11th novel, “The Day We Met” (“The Memory Book” in the United Kingdom), deals most immediately with Claire Armstrong, a bright and engaging woman in her 40s who suffers from the early onset of Alzheimer’s disease. The degenerative and disorienting effects accelerate rapidly throughout the novel.
Time passes, and the Greatest Generation is rapidly fading into history, along with first-hand tales of their combat actions. All the more reason, therefore, for author John Wukovits to provide a stirring account of the ordeal of the USS Laffey, one of the “little boys” of the Pacific Fleet, who with its crew was posted to the danger spot, Radar Picket Station No. 1, north of Okinawa.
Ugh, I meant to blog about this last week: In case you missed it, the cover art is out for "Go Set a Watchman," the sequel to "To Kill a Mockingbird." It strongly resembles the cover of one edition of "To Kill a Mockingbird," what with the tree and all, and the same or at least similar font. That has to be on purpose. We know the book is about Scout returning to her hometown, so presumably that's what the train is about. I think that's clever, to make the cover reminiscent of the first book and relate it so strongly to the new story.
March 30 — When you think of books, you probably don't think of coloring books, but they still count. Coloring books are fun, yes; they are also learning tools as Christiansburg children found out with local, history-themed books.
In 2012, British author Jo Baker wrote in a blog post about her decision to quit her day job and write full time. Her “aha” moment came after the usual angst over paying the bills, but she described the choice simply: “If I quit my job, I might come to regret it; if I don’t quit the job, then I definitely will.” Just such a dilemma faces the protagonist in “The Mermaid’s Child.”
It’s difficult to describe exactly what “He Wanted the Moon” is. It’s obviously a book, but it’s not quite a memoir and it’s not quite a biography. It hovers somewhere in between, and the best way I could think of describing it is as a sort of scrapbook.
I hope your mothers, sisters, friends and bosses were touched by your tributes. There were some lovely sentiments here, but I'm awarding the book to Deborah J. Good. Deborah, I hope I'm going as strong as your grandmother when I reach 103. E-mail a mailing address to email@example.com and I'll get this book out to you ASAP.
For a bird’s-eye view of the distinctive diversity of the architecture of western Virginia from the flatlands of Southside to the western gateway at Cumberland Gap, readers can enjoy a new study in the “Buildings of Virginia” series. Anne Carter Lee of Rocky Mount assembled a team of knowledgeable people who spent years compiling this valuable history.
Tell us a little bit about yourself. Where did you live before you came to Blacksburg and what did you do? What do you do now?
Quick, name the German-born scientist who developed the theory of relativity, revolutionized physics and won the Nobel Prize in 1921.
Beth Macy traveled to the past, the future and around the world to tell a large story about a small town, the big people who run businesses and the little people who struggle to earn a living.
Brendan Simms has distilled the history of the Battle of Waterloo down to the battle for one strategic position: La Haye Sainte (the sacred hedge) and the decisive performance by a group of Hanoverians called the King’s German Legion in his new book, “The Longest Afternoon.”
The invasion started in the Midwest.
One of my colleagues enjoys American history. He reads a lot of books about the Civil War and biographies of presidents — material in which I have no interest. He has no taste for the literature I devour either: generous portions of young adult and historical stories, with a side of contemporary novels and just a sprinkling of nonfiction.
The book sat, ignored, in my bookcase for years.
When I was in high school, someone — I can't remember who — told me I should read stuff by some columnist called Dave Barry.
Thank you, everyone, who participated in the giveaway. I really liked this book and encourage everyone to read it, but the winners are Suzanne Kauffman Cosgrave and Kimberly Vaccaro. Suzanne (great name, by the way) and Kimberly, please e-mail your addresses to firstname.lastname@example.org and I will get copies out to you immediately.
“This will be either the most interesting or the most boring addiction memoir you’ve ever read,” Patton Oswalt writes early on in “Silver Screen Fiend: Learning About Life from an Addiction to Film.”
Thomas Fleming has a passion for American history. When he speaks, you can hear enthusiasm in his voice; it is also evident in his writing. In “The Great Divide,” Fleming’s prose generates excitement in the reader by focusing on the key elements of a dramatic time in our country’s history — an epic conflict that began a debate about government that continues today.
ELLISTON — The guy who created “Captain Underpants” sent her a congratulatory email.
Amid the stacks of literature about the Civil War, little attention has been paid to Virginia’s strong Unionist movement that successfully opposed secession until the week before the mid-April showdown at Fort Sumter, South Carolina. What if the Unionists had prevailed — would the war have been averted?
Having lived in a small town her whole life, Luisa “Lulu” Mendez is desperate to escape. She has plans of going to the University of San Diego, or as far away from stuffy Dale, Virginia, as possible.
Small rural communities such as those in the New River Valley are great places to raise kids. Crime rates tend to be low, there’s little violence compared to the city and folks tend to be tight-knit. There’s the scenery, too: colorful autumns, majestic mountains and the beauty of the river.
Dick Wall listened closely as his wife spoke.
CHRISTIANSBURG — Take a book; leave a book.
If you're like me, March Madness is that thing with the brackets that I'm bound to lose money on because I know nothing about basketball, so why bother? But a bracket that pits literary characters against one another? Now that sounds like fun.
Feb. 23 — February 2015 will go down as the month of big book news.
Frank Schembari loves books — printed books. He loves how they smell. He loves scribbling in the margins, underlining interesting sentences, folding a page corner to mark his place.
We should remind ourselves that when Sophocles wrote the tragedy “Antigone,” the story of the civil disobedience of Oedipus’ younger daughter and her self-sacrifice for a greater moral good, he was drawing on the ancient myths of Greek civilization. He selected and focused specific aspects of the myth for dramatic purposes.
For some people, food is simple. You eat when you’re hungry, you stop when you’re not, then you proceed to the next item on your to-do list.
In the prolific writer John Grisham’s own words: “Shades of Donovan. Shades of Marshall Kofer.” He is referring to two savvy lawyers who share an enthusiasm for winning in the courtroom and become important to Grisham’s storyline.
Dr. Seuss is a staple,
For me, it was just another day at the grocery store. I was a teenage cashier. Boxes, cans, coupons and generally surly people passed through my line. About half an hour into an eight-hour shift, it was all a blur to me, and everything was interchangeable. The store had hired a new guy, who viewed himself as a bit of a philosopher. During the lull in the nonaction, he turned to me and said, “Jason, how many people do you think you’ve waited on who have murdered someone?” The question left me thunderstruck, and it took me several weeks not to view people with suspicion, my mental barometer tuned to potential murderers in my midst.
This story has been told and retold many times to the point where it’s in a dusty archive on the back shelves of an old library. Every few years, the story is exhumed in some blustery speech congratulating the colorblind white general manager and the competitive stoic black second baseman.
I know that headline sounds condemnatory, but I'm serious: Millions of people have bought this book. I know a few people who have read it, not one person who liked it, and I don't know anyone who plans to see it. Perhaps it's a case of birds of a feather flocking together; I don't plan to see the movie either. I haven't even read the series, although I might get round to it eventually. That and "Twilight."
In “Love, Again,” Eve Pell is old and in love as she begins to tell all about her romance in an uplifting memoir that includes the relationship experiences of other old people.
As a former English teacher and runner, I came to “Poverty Creek Journal” by Virginia Tech professor Thomas Gardner with eager anticipation mingled with a little skepticism. The slender paperback felt skimpy in my hands; yet within its few pages lay the promise of lyrical essays Gardner penned after running Virginia trails from January to December 2012.
This week I was reading an old Buzzfeed article that said Beth March died in "Little Women." I scrolled down to the comments and someone said that Beth did not die in "Little Women," but in the following book, "Good Wives." Someone else replied that "Good Wives" is just the second half of "Little Women."
“Factory Man,” Beth Macy’s best-selling book about furniture executive John Bassett’s efforts to save his company’s Galax factory, is the Roanoke Valley Reads selection for this year’s communitywide reading project.
Montgomery County author and illustrator Cece Bell received one of the top honors of children’s literature on Monday.
George Utah Sesler, 90, of Ashtabula, Ohio, passed away peacefully, Sunday, April 19, 2015, surrounded by his loving family.
Frederick Hill Bower, 88, of Roanoke, Va., passed away Sunday, April 19, 2015. Arrangements by Oakey's North Chapel, 540-362-1237.
Freida Gross, 86, of Roanoke, passed away Monday, April 20, 2015. Arrangements by Oakey's East Chapel, 540-977-3909.
Billy Gene Spence, 75, of Dugspur, passed away on Saturday, April 18, 2015. He was preceded in death by his father, Everett Spence and his mother, Edith Cox Spence.