Sarah Addison Allen, the Asheville author whose novels are set in familiar Southern places – mostly imagined, but familiar all the same – is back with a wonderful new book. “Lost Lake” is set in Georgia, at an aging getaway spot that has been a place of sanctuary, friendship, love, loss, solace and new life.
Wiley Cash was working at Pomegranate Books in Wilmington in support of Small Business Saturday when he got a call that he was on the long list for the first Crook’s Corner Book Prize. “It was a real surprise for me to be on the long list,” he said during his acceptance speech for the prize earlier this week at the restaurant.
Wendy Webb, who writes gothic mysteries set in old houses, has recently published the newest in her series, titled “The Vanishing” (Hyperion, $17, paperback). It opens with a séance in 1875 that goes awry, then switches to the present day, narrated by Julia Bishop. After her husband’s death (and the fallout from his investment swindle), Bishop gets a visit from the son of Amaris Sinclair, who asks Bishop to live with his mother.
Columnist Leonard Pitts will read from his novel “Freeman” March 1. Pitts, photographer Jose Galvez and author Mur Lafferty are among the guests who will speak and give presentations during the winter-spring Humanities Programs series at the Durham County Library. All programs are free and open to the public.
Tom Earnhardt talks about “Crossroads of the Natural World: Exploring North Carolina with Tom Earnhardt” on North Carolina Bookwatch today at noon and Thursday at 5 p.m. on UNC-TV.
The setting: Northern Africa, present day. The enemy: a new terrorist group using chemical weapons on civilians. The U.S. Marine: Gunnery Sgt. A.E. Blount. The result: a realistic, engaging, action-filled novel that is “Sand and Fire” by Tom Young.
Lee Zacharias writes with a bittersweet nostalgia about the year 1970 in “The End of Counterculture,” one of the 12 essays in her new collection titled “The Only Sounds We Make” (Hub City Press, $16.95).
Josh Hardy, a 7-year old battling cancer for most of his life, has been discharged from St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital after going on an experimental drug from Chimerix in March, according to his mother, Aimee Hardy’s, Facebook page
When someone asks you for a great book to read, usually you pause and think about genre and authors and then give a few options. But every now and then, there’s a book you tell everyone to read, because it is that good. “Dollbaby” by Laura Lane McNeal is that book. You haven’t heard of her before because this is her debut novel. What a way to start.
In my experience, readers either love or hate Ernest Hemingway’s writing. I am among the former, but even Hemingway disciples have disagreements over which novels and short stories are the greatest, or the worst.
Civil rights advocate and Congressman John Lewis’ graphic novel “March: Book One,” has been chosen the Durham Reads selection for 2014. Lewis, along with co-author Andrew Aydin and illustrator Nate Powell, will begin the monthlong series of events with a talk Oct. 4 from 2:30 to 5 p.m. at B.N. Duke Auditorium at N.C. Central University.
It’s beach read season, and Mary Alice Monroe of South Carolina’s Lowcountry is back this summer with the second in a trilogy of novels about three sisters spending the summer at their grandmother’s home on Sullivan’s Island. Just published, “The Summer Wind” follows last summer’s “The Summer Girls.”
Anyone who has devoted time to learning an instrument in youth and rediscovered it years or decades later will want to read “The Late Starters Orchestra,” Ari L. Goldman’s memoir of rediscovering the cello as he approached his 60th birthday. I am drawn to Goldman’s story for personal reasons: I once seriously studied the cello, but put it down, only to play it on occasions in fits and starts.
Jennifer Lohmann will read from her latest novel “Weekends in Carolina” (Harlequin Superromance, $6.75) today the Southwest Regional Library, 3605 Shannon Road. A book signing will follow the reading.
When it comes to cars, I look for reliability. I don’t care about a sleek shape, a shiny paint job, a flashy color. When I was young, my stepfather handed me down his Riviera which he called a “classic.”
While looking through his deceased mother’s papers in the early 1990s, Carlton Harrell found several letters from the War Department. In one of them, dated April 1942, Capt. Adolph Rosengarten Jr. of the 11th Infantry asked his mother Nellie Harrell, “Will you aid in the defense of your country as a civilian observer?”