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Books In The MirrorFall Books:
A Harvest of Good Reading
John Marshall
Seattle Post-Intelligencer
The leaves are turning and the bookstores are filling.
It has to be fall, prime season for new books. Other seasons see
their share of new releases, but fall continues to remain the
undisputed champ, the one season when publishers unload their biggest
new offerings as visions of holiday sugar plums and profits dance in
their heads.
Fall 2002 got off to an early rush in bookdom, as publishers
released more than 150 titles to commemorate the first anniversary of
the September 11 attacks. That crush of related titles sent
booksellers scrambling for shelf space, but reader interest proved
short-lived, waning soon after the passing of the anniversary.
So, it’s now back to book business as usual, with the usual fall
downpour of more traditional offerings, from the most promoted first
novels to the next best sellers by publishing heavyweights. And autumn
bookstore nights are alive once again with touring authors reading and
reflecting on their new titles, with last fall’s host of
travel-related cancellations now a distant memory that, one hopes,
will never be repeated.
What follows are this critic’s recommendations of some of this
bounteous fall’s most promising offerings in a variety of subject
areas and genres. Put a log in the fireplace as the
chill descends, and commence autumn reading.
Current Affairs
“High and Mighty,’’ Keith Bradsher (Public Affairs, 441 pages,)
The former Detroit bureau chief for The New York Times pens a
withering indictment of sport utility vehicles (SUVs) and the
corporate greed, deceptions and coverups involved in turning these
made-over pickup trucks into the kings of the American road. Not since
Ralph Nader’s “Unsafe at any Speed’’ has there been such a critical
look at the U.S. auto industry, or one that is more timely.
As Bradsher writes, “SUVs represent the biggest menace to public
safety and the environment that the auto industry has produced since
the bad old days of the 1960s, before the advent of most safety and
pollution control devices in cars. They have already killed thousands
of Americans who would still be alive today if the automakers had sold
cars instead.’’
“A Bed for the Night,’’ David Rieff (Simon & Schuster, 335 pages)
A veteran war correspondent, who has had a close-up view of the
world’s gravest trouble spots in the past decade, turns a critical eye
toward humanitarian groups and their efforts around the globe. Rieff
argues that these do-good groups have forsaken much of their supposed
neutrality in recent conflicts and thus have often become stalking
horses for the superpowers. This is a startling wake-up call of a
book, sure to spark arguments.
“The Gate Keepers,’’ Jacques Steinberg (Viking, 284 pages)
The New York Times national education correspondent provides a
penetrating inside examination of the admissions process at an elite
college (Wesleyan University in Connecticut), with eight months of
unfettered access to an admissions officer and six high school
students on the cusp of the most important decision of their young
lives. Steinberg’s fascinating report from the admissions front
lines goes far beyond college guidebooks, providing must-reading for
parents and high schoolers alike in this intensely competitive arena.
Literary Fiction
“July, July,’’ Tim O’Brien (Houghton Mifflin, 322 pages)
The master chronicler of the Vietnam War expands his scope with a
powerful novel that examines the generation that came of age in that
time of tumult. The plot vehicle is reminiscent of “The Big Chill,’’
as members of the Class of 1969 at a fictional Minnesota college come
together for a 30th reunion, that traditional measuring time of dreams
and realities, and never more so than with a generation so acutely
self-possessed.
O’Brien’s remarkable talent for storytelling is enhanced here with
his strongest collection ever of female characters.
“Things You Should Know,’’ A.M. Homes (HarperCollins, 211 pages)
One of the young masters of the short story demonstrates her
devastating touch with her first story collection in the 12 years
since her much-noticed “The Safety of Objects.’’ Homes’ stories often
have a dark, eerie, edgy resonance showcasing her artistic intent: “I
write the things we think to ourselves, but never say aloud; I write
the things we don’t admit.’’
“In the River Sweet,’’ Patricia Henley (Pantheon, 291 pages)
A Midwest woman’s comfortable middle-class life at midlife comes
undone when she receives a dreaded e-mail from a long-lost son who was
the result of a liaison in Saigon when she was a volunteer in a French
convent during the war. Henley, who lived in Washington for a decade,
follows her much-praised debut novel (“Hummingbird House’’), a
finalist for the 1999 National Book Award, with an atmospheric and
involving drama of family, belief and moral quandaries.
“The Resurrectionists,’’ Michael Collins (Scribner, 304 pages)
The Irish immigrant now living here — whose last novel was a
finalist for Britain’s Booker Prize — crafts another gripping look at
the middle-American dream gone awry. This time, Collins’ first-person
narrator is a flawed middle-age man returning with his family to the
Upper Peninsula of Michigan, where his parents died in a fire in his
youth and his uncle recently was murdered.
“I felt like maybe I was making a big mistake going back, walking
into trouble like that,’’ the narrator says. “But that feeling lasted
only a few seconds.’’
“Bare,’’ Elisabeth Eaves (Alfred A. Knopf, 295 pages)
Seattle’s Lusty Lady peep show gets its Boswell, or at least its
Mary Karr, in the person of a fine journalist who recounts her
stripping days in her mid-20s at the famed Seattle skin emporium.
Eaves, a University of Washington graduate from Vancouver, B.C.,
writes an unflinching account of her activities and her reactions,
along with profiles of several of her stripping compatriots. This is
more memoir than sociological study, but does provide a fascinating
glimpse into why one educated woman would say of stripping: “There had
been no place else to put the volatile mix I had inside: desire and
vanity, seductiveness and anger, exhibitionism and
self-consciousness.’’
“Lullaby,’’ Chuck Palahniuk (Doubleday, 260 pages)
“Fight Club’’ may have brought its fervent fans to this hard-edged
author, but “Lullaby’’ looks as though it will be his national
breakout beyond the film-fueled underground. Palahniuk’s black humor
is still much in evidence, but his storytelling has been turned up a
notch with this tale of a 40-ish widower reporter on the trail of
sudden infant death syndrome that leads to a shocking discovery — a
popular African lullaby is causing immediate death whenever it is
repeated. Thus begins a gripping cross-country odyssey into the weird
world of Palahniuk land, a place of laughter with a purpose.
“When the Emperor Was Divine,’’ Julie Otsuka (Alfred A. Knopf, 144
pages)
A California native, now living in New York, crafts a crystalline
little account of the Japanese American experience in internment camps
during World War II. Each chapter in this heartbreaking debut is
devoted to the observations of one member from a Berkeley family as
they endure lives interrupted, vilified, imprisoned behind barbed
wire, all because of their ancestry and a presumption of possible
disloyalty.
“The rules about the fence,’’ Otsuka writes in the chapter about
the son, “were simple: You could not go over it, you could not go
under it, you could not go around it, you could not go through it. And
if your kite got stuck on it? That was an easy one. You let the kite
go.’’
“The Heaven of Mercury,’’ Brad Watson (W.W. Norton, 333 pages)
The Southern novel, with its ear for the music of words and its
delight in off-kilter characters, returns with gale force in the pages
of this sparkling debut by the author of a prize-winning collection of
stories. Watson tracks decades in the small town of Mercury, Miss.
(based upon his hometown of Meridian), spinning indelible tales and
characters with magic, poetry, empathy and sour mash.
“The Last Good Chance,’’ Tom Barbash (Picador USA, 440 pages)
Small-town life in upstate New York has been the province in recent
years of Richard Russo, winner of last year’s Pulitzer Prize for
“Empire Falls.’’ Enter Tom Barbash, grad of prestigious writing
programs, former newspaper reporter, who pens a captivating debut
smack dab in Russo territory. Barbash’s novel concerns two friends in
a small town, a newspaper reporter and the director of planning, a
recently returned Ivy Leaguer intent on remaking Lakeland. Unexpected
developments, public and private, test their friendship and their
loyalty.
Real Lives
“Blue Latitudes,’’ Tony Horwitz (Henry Holt, 444 pages)
The author of the best-selling “Confederates in the Attic’’ turns
globetrotter in this delightful account of his 18 months following the
routes explored by Capt. James Cook, starting with a week aboard a
replica of Cook’s “Endeavor’’ as it plies waters in the Northwest,
from Gig Harbor to Vancouver, B.C.
Horwitz, a Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist, is an observant
traveler, with an eye for both the oddball and the salient. He also
has the good sense to enlist the services of a madcap Aussie traveling
companion, who is determined to make certain that any journey, to be
worth its salt, must include plenty of misadventures.
“Choosing Naia,’’ Mitchell Zuckoff (Beacon Press, 278 pages)
A veteran Boston Globe reporter turns a prize-winning newspaper
series into a compelling book, as he tracks a husband and wife facing
one of those agonizing life dilemmas of this modern age — whether to
proceed with a pregnancy when prenatal tests indicate that the child
will be suffering from a heart defect and, in all likelihood, Down
syndrome. Zuckoff documents the choice made by Greg and Tierney
Fairchild with sensitivity and insight.
“The Country Under My Skin,’’ Gioconda Belli (Alfred A. Knopf, 371
pages)
An acclaimed novelist and poet from Nicaragua pens an exemplary
memoir of her activist years in her country’s Sandinista revolution,
and how she managed to live as two different women — artist with
upper-class roots and political revolutionary, followed by her
unlikely marriage to an American radio correspondent and her
subsequent move to the United States. “I dare say, after the life I
have lived,’’ Belli summarizes, “that there is nothing quixotic or
romantic about wanting to change the world. It is possible. It is the
age-old vocation of all humanity.’’
Headline Fiction
“Reversible Errors,’’ Scott Turow (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 434
pages)
Three years have passed and it’s time to return once again to the
fascinating confines of Kindle County, that Chicago-like world where
lawyer Turow has set a series of legal page-turners par excellence.
The case in the new novel is one with particular relevance, a man on
death row nearing execution whose appeal in a triple murder has fallen
to a court-appointed attorney more at home with corporate cases. The
pending appointment with execution seems inevitable until the attorney
receives word of possible new evidence to exonerate his client.
Turow’s background makes this thriller more than just
entertainment, since he served as one of 14 people appointed to a
special state commission to study the death penalty in Illinois and
provided pro bono counsel in some death penalty cases.
“The Last Girls,’’ Lee Smith (Algonquin Books, 384 pages)
The popular North Carolina author has spun another engrossing
reading experience out of “Big Chill’’ country, this time focusing on
a dozen college women who raft the Mississippi River, then flashing 35
years forward when four of the rafters reunite, on a ritzy riverboat
instead, to reminisce about their lives and scatter the ashes of one
of their adventurous cohorts. Here is a compelling novel about the ebb
and flow of real life.
“Blue Shoe,’’ Anne Lamott (Riverhead Books, 291 pages)
The beloved author from the Bay Area threatens to break out of cult
favoritedom with this witty and wise account of a newly divorced
mother struggling with the shifting terrain of her new life. This is
hardly pioneering plot territory, but Lamott displays a marvelous,
empathetic understanding of her ensemble cast, as well as enough
quirkiness to lift her material well beyond clich to something
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