In my books, this is unmissable bookishness. At one point, I had fallen six months behind in my listening, but there was no question of deleting those episodes of The Next Chapter; it's a no-fail source of reading recommendations for me. Shelagh Rogers’ casual around-the-kitchen-table bookchat brings out a layer to the
Myla Goldberg's Wickett's Remedy Bond Street-Random House (2005) Myla Goldberg's Bee Season turned me into a total book-nag; I nagged every reader I knew about reading it when I had finished it myself. I loved everything about it, from the first page to the back cover, with the author's black-'n'-white-striped
David Bezmozgis "The Train of Their Departure" The New Yorker Fiction: 20 Under 40 August 9, 2010 issue It was the inclusion of names like David Bezmosgis' in The New Yorker's 20 Under 40 list that got me keen on reading the series as a whole. I absolutely loved his
Joshua Ferris' Then We Came to the End Little Brown, 2007 One might accuse writers like Doug Harris and Joshua Ferris of trying to be clever in having chosen unusual narrative perspectives for their novels: You comma Idiot is told in the second-person and Then We Came to the End
Arnold Bennett, Riceyman Steps Grosset & Dunlap (1923) My experience with Arnold Bennett's fiction can be easily summed up: The Old Wives' Tale (1908). But what I lack in experience, I make up for in enthusiasm: I loved that novel. I was expecting it to be old-fashioned, dreary and a
