“If you happened to find yourself on the banks of the Ohio River on a particular afternoon in the spring of 1806–somewhere just to the north of Wheeling, West Virginia, say–you would probably have noticed a strange makeshift craft drifting lazily down the river.”
“When I got the wish list of things I could see from the collection I was completely overwhelmed.”
Know the Past, Find the Future: The New York Public Library at 100, edited by Caro Llewellyn. (Note that this is a collection of essays about items in this library’s collection, and the above first essay is by Laurie Anderson, who writes about the the Declaration of Independence.)
“As the detective made his way along a bustling 14th Street in New York City on that late December day in 1910, he was confident that, after a frustrating month in Los Angeles, he was at least closing in on one murderer.”
American Lightning: Terror, Mystery, and the Birth of Hollywood, by Howard Blum.
In the afternoon on Le Loi Street, uniformed children spill from school yards like flocks of freed birds, swinging backpacks, running or on bicycles, the boys in white shirts and shorts, the girls with their long black hair and the white flaps of their ao dai flying.
“I honestly don’t know why I started keeping all this stuff!”
I’m Told I Had a Good Time by Micky Dolenz
A massive (500 pages, 11lbs) coffee-table book full of photos, clippings, press promos, memorabilia, etc. from his childhood, his days as Circus Boy and on to The Monkees. Quite a volume.
“Amelia,” said Miss Prunella Pendleham, “I have received a most impertinent letter this morning.”
Alfred Hitchcock’s Supernatural Tales of Terror and Suspense, edited by Henri Veit. (Note that this is from the first story, “The Triumph of Death”, by H. Russell Wakefield.)
“Viet Nhi had resigned herself, early on, to not liking people.”
When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a party of special magnificence, there was much talk and excitement in Hobbiton.
The night clouds were closing in on the salt licks east of the oxbow lakes along the folds in the earth beyond the Yalobusha River.
—Isabel Wilkinson, The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America’s Great Migration
“Forget great. The Great Gatsby is the greatest - even if you didn’t think so when you had to read it in high school. I didn’t think so back then either.”
So We Read On by Maureen Corrigan
“Perched on a rocky hilltop in the Marah Valley of Afghanistan, Matt Secor certainly looked the part of U.S. Special Forces.”
Warplane by Hal Sundt
“The young man woke up angry. The window was closed.”
Elleander Morning by Jerry Yulsman
“An old familiar dread was waiting for me this morning. I couldn’t tell where it came from.”