...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.
...Mr Werth’s account comes at a cost. Vertex gave the author access to its executives and scientists. Having devoted two books to the firm, Mr Werth at times seems too allied with it. “The Antidote” describes Mr Boger as an evangelist; in Mr Werth, he seems to have found a convert.
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.
In the end I’m not sure that some of the central questions about writing and drinking ever really get answered. Their alcoholism may have destroyed them, but did it in some way make them great writers?
For Montgomery, the city is a “happiness project” that exists in part to corral our conviviality and channel it productively. Though Montgomery’s argument may seem strange at first, the book will likely make you a believer.
...Carnegie’s biggest legacy is as the “father of the self-help movement”, writes Mr Watts. Finding personal satisfaction is no easy thing, Carnegie acknowledged. But it is always best to begin with a smile.
More than anything, David And Goliath feels like one of Gladwell’s New Yorker articles stretched past his limit. Unfortunately, the book proves Steven Pinker right: Gladwell should stick to shorter works.
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.
A comprehensive introduction to the fine art of “bibliotherapy,” with a list of 751 books to soothe your aches and pains.
A book about the death of a spouse that is unlike any other—book or spouse—and thus illuminates the singularity as well as the commonality of grieving.
It is a testament to Schlosser's skill that he can keep the suspense going even when we know — spoiler alert — that the warhead did not explode and casualties were limited to one dead, 20 injured and a deep hole blown in the Arkansas countryside.
Butler usefully weighs the benefits of life-prolonging medical care, and argues persuasively for helping elders face death with foresight and bravery.
It is, however, easy to enjoy the book’s many vignettes and insights, leaving it to others with more bandwidth to fit it all together.
I really like the idea of the entire book/test. I am in the process of having some assistant coaches take the test so that I can have some greater insight when working with them.
In Mitchell and Yoshida’s translation, he comes across as a thoughtful writer with a lucid simplicity that is both childlike and lyrical. His mind is subtle and ingenious.
Illuminating book that challenges the notion that in sport, practice matters more than innate talent.
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.