Read Heroes of the Frontier by Dave Eggers Saturday-Sunday. Really, really, really liked it.
Finished The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead moments ago and spoke one word aloud (to myself): “Wow!”
Could start all over again happily with either.
Three novels in three days. Started off with Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates, a National Book Award nominee from 1962.
Yours truly read Ron Chernow’s superb biography of Alexander Hamilton last week and definitely recommend it.
It is long enough however, that I began to root for Burr to get it over with.
Considered the first serious western, The Virginian was published on May 28th in 1902. The novel by Owen Wister sold 300,000 copies in its first year. When the San Francisco Chronicle listed the 100 best Western works of fiction in 1999, Wister’s novel was 46th.
“Her father hadn’t wanted her to be a writer; he thought that in order to make it as a successful Latina, she should aim to be a television news weather girl. But her mom encouraged her to read and write, took her to the library, didn’t make her learn how to cook, and didn’t interrupt her studying or reading to make her do chores.”
The Writer’s Almanac in 2009 describing Sandra Cisneros, author of The House on Mango Street, more than two million copies sold. Cisneros is also the author of Caramelo and is 61 today. She was the only daughter among seven children.
According to The New York Times Sunday Book Review.
Five fiction, five nonfiction.
“Someone asked Flannery O’Connor why she wrote, and she said, ‘Because I was good at it.’ And I think that’s the right answer. If you’re good at something it’s very hard not to do it.”
Cormac McCarthy, from a very good 2009 interview