...Falling Out of Time permits itself the freedom of despair. It has a necessary feel: a book that needed to be written. It reads like a postscript but that, after all, is what an elegy is.
National Book Critics Circle Award winner Bailey (Creative Writing/Old Dominion Univ.; Farther & Wilder: The Lost Weekends and Literary Dreams of Charles Jackson, 2013, etc.) justifies his attraction to alcoholic subjects (John Cheever, Richard Yates, Charles Jackson) in this bleak, repetitious memoir.
Kaku is not shy about quoting science-fiction movies and TV (he has seen them all). Despite going off the deep end musing about phenomena such as isolated consciousness spreading throughout the universe, he delivers ingenious predictions extrapolated from good research already in progress.
Werth very aptly captured the drama of the pharmaceutical industry in which, although great profits are possible, great risks are also taken.
Stossel’s personal stories are absorbing...His discovery that his young daughter has a phobia of vomiting, despite not knowing of her father’s identical fear, is both eye-opening and heartbreaking...My Age of Anxiety is a compelling mix of research, personal journalism and insights.
By the end of her book, we see Ms. Laing's authors reduced to spiritual entropy. After their heroism and passion are accounted for, the truth is that they drank to get drunk. Their writings are unique, but their drunkenness is pretty much the same.
Do we live in neighborhoods that make us happy? That is not a silly question. Montgomery encourages us to ask it without embarrassment, and to think intelligently about the answer.
He does a masterful job of weaving in Carnegie’s impact on the lives of individuals being tossed by the waves of industrialization, urbanization and mass media that dominated the last century and this...Yet Carnegie’s intuition that the spark of individual ambition burns in all of us persists, and this book is, in its own way, an inspiration, too.
“David and Goliath,” ... is at once deeply repetitive and a bewildering sprawl. There are chapters, especially toward the end, whose relation to the rest of the book are hard to ascertain, even with his constant guidance
Finkel’s access is extraordinary, yet his presence is never imposing. He takes us inside brutal counseling sessions at a California treatment program for vets.
Written in plain and inviting language, “A Novel Cure” is a charming addition to any library. Time spent leafing through its pages is inspiring—even therapeutic, if not quite therapy.
His articulation of his anguish is well served by his leeriness, as the book’s last section is one of the least indulgent accounts of mourning I have ever read.
Accounts of potential disasters, carefully reconstructed from the files and from interviews with old servicemen, punctuate Schlosser's grand narrative of the United States' attempts to manage nuclear weapons.
Butler usefully weighs the benefits of life-prolonging medical care, and argues persuasively for helping elders face death with foresight and bravery.
This whole scarcity business is new and somewhat speculative. But one cannot help feeling that they are on to something. Scarcity made me think differently about money, food, and how I manage my own time. And for all its flaws, a book that changes the way you see the world is valuable – and scarce.
I didn’t really learn anything new about myself from this fairly basic test; you can learn a lot more about yourself doing your numerology.
Higashida wants readers to feel his discomfort, and he manages it surprisingly well for a 13-year-old.
That is what makes “The Sports Gene” such a worthy read: While the book’s purpose is to push back against the widespread denial that genes matter, Mr. Epstein avoids taking too strident a stance in the opposite direction.
There are no straightforward answers in this book, and no neat happy endings. Montross readily acknowledges that psychiatry is an imprecise science...But the book's great achievement is to make us understand that these people on their locked wards are not freaks or monstrosities, to be gawped at like the inmates of the Bedlam.
...a captivating true crime narrative that’s sure to win new converts and please longtime fans of the genre.