A riveting, exciting and thoroughly compelling tale of adventure JOHN GRISHAM on David Grann''s The Lost City of ZA wonderful story of a lost age of heroic exploration Sunday Times on The Lost City of ZMarvellous ... An engrossing book whose protagonist could out-think Indiana Jones Daily Telegraph on The Lost City of ZDAILY MAIL BOOK OF THE WEEK One man''s perilous quest to cross Antarctica in the footsteps of Shackleton. Henry Worsley was a devoted husband and father and a decorated British special forces officer who believed in honour and sacrifice. He was also a man obsessed. He spent his life idolizing Ernest Shackleton, the 20th-century polar explorer, who tried to become the first person to reach the South Pole and later sought to cross Antarctica on foot. Shackleton never completed his journeys, but he repeatedly rescued his men from certain death and emerged as one of the greatest leaders in history. Worsley felt an overpowering connection to those expeditions. He was related to one of Shackleton''s men, Frank Worsley, and spent a fortune collecting artefacts from their epic treks across the continent. He modelled his military command on Shackleton''s legendary skills and was determined to measure his own powers of endurance against them. He would succeed where Shackleton had failed, in the most brutal landscape in the world. In 2008, Worsley set out across Antarctica with two other descendants of Shackleton''s crew, battling the freezing, desolate landscape, life-threatening physical exhaustion and hidden crevasses. Yet when he returned home he felt compelled to go back. On November 2015, at age 55, Worsley bid farewell to his family and embarked on his most perilous quest: to walk across Antarctica alone. David Grann tells Worsley''s remarkable story with the intensity and power that have led him to be called simply the best narrative nonfiction writer working today. Illustrated with more than 50 stunning photographs from Worsley''s and Shackleton''s journeys, The White Darkness is both a gorgeous keepsake volume and a spellbinding story of courage, love and a man pushing himself to the extremes of human capacity. Praise for David Grann''s Killers of the Flower Moon: A riveting true story of greed, serial murder and racial injustice JON KRAKAUER A fiercely entertaining mystery story and a wrenching exploration of evil KATE ATKINSONA fascinating account of a tragic and forgotten chapter in the history of the American West JOHN GRISHAM Disturbing and riveting...Grann has proved himself a master of spinning delicious, many-layered mysteries that also happen to be true...It will sear your soul DAVE EGGERS, New York Times Book ReviewAn extraordinary story with extraordinary pace and atmosphere Sunday Times A marvel of detective-like research and narrative verve Financial Times
Own it, snowflakes: you've lost everything you claim to hold dear. White is Bret Easton Ellis's first work of nonfiction. Already the bad boy of American literature, from Less Than Zero to American Psycho , Ellis has also earned the wrath of right-thinking people everywhere with his provocations on social media, and here he escalates his admonishment of received truths as expressed by today's version of "the left." Eschewing convention, he embraces views that will make many in literary and media communities cringe, as he takes aim at the relentless anti-Trump fixation, coastal elites, corporate censorship, Hollywood, identity politics, Generation Wuss, "woke" cultural watchdogs, the obfuscation of ideals once both cherished and clear, and the fugue state of American democracy. In a young century marked by hysterical correctness and obsessive fervency on both sides of an aisle that's taken on the scale of the Grand Canyon, White is a clarion call for freedom of speech and artistic freedom. "The central tension in Ellis's art--or his life, for that matter--is that while [his] aesthetic is the cool reserve of his native California, detachment over ideology, he can't stop generating heat.... He's hard-wired to break furniture."--Karen Heller, The Washington Post "Sweating with rage . . . humming with paranoia."--Anna Leszkiewicz, The Guardian "Snowflakes on both coasts in withdrawal from Rachel Maddow's nightly Kremlinology lesson can purchase a whole book to inspire paroxysms of rage . . . a veritable thirst trap for the easily microaggressed. It's all here. Rants about Trump derangement syndrome; MSNBC; #MeToo; safe spaces."--Bari Weiss , The New York Times
I''ve been in this life for fifty years, been trying to work out its riddle for forty-two, and been keeping diaries of clues to that riddle for the last thirty-five. Notes about successes and failures, joys and sorrows, things that made me marvel, and things that made me laugh out loud. How to be fair. How to have less stress. How to have fun. How to hurt people less. How to get hurt less. How to be a good man. How to have meaning in life. How to be more me. Recently, I worked up the courage to sit down with those diaries. I found stories I experienced, lessons I learned and forgot, poems, prayers, prescriptions, beliefs about what matters, some great photographs, and a whole bunch of bumperstickers. I found a reliable theme, an approach to living that gave me more satisfaction, at the time, and still: If you know how, and when, to deal with life''s challenges-how to get relative with the inevitable - you can enjoy a state of success I call ''catching greenlights.'' So I took a one way ticket to the desert and wrote what you hold now: an album, a record, a story of my life so far. This is fifty years of my sights and seens, felts and figured outs, cools and shamefuls. Graces, truths, and beauties of brutality. Getting away withs, getting caughts, and getting wets while trying to dance between the raindrops. Hopefully, it''s medicine that tastes good, a couple of aspirin instead of the infirmary, a spaceship to Mars without needing your pilot''s license, going to church without having to be born again, and laughing through the tears. It''s a love letter. To life. It''s also a guide to catching more greenlights-and to realizing that the yellows and reds eventually turn green too. Good luck.
