“Early on I decided that fishing would be how I looked at the world. First it taught me how to look at the river. Lately it has been teaching me how to look at people, myself included.”
Thomas McGuane
from The Longest Silence

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“Early on I decided that fishing would be how I looked at the world. First it taught me how to look at the river. Lately it has been teaching me how to look at people, myself included.”
Thomas McGuane
from The Longest Silence
“Nobody knows from sea to shining sea, why we are having all this trouble with our republic.”
Thomas McGuane - 92 In The Shade - 1972
Nobody knows, from sea to shining sea, why we are having all this trouble with our republic …
The opening line of 92 in the Shade
Thomas McGuane
Crow Fair by Thomas McGuane. Designed by Oliver Munday, 2015. #crowfair #thomasmcguane #alfredaknopf #olivermunday
A brief respite from holiday book selling madness. Also, my hair is looking relatively cool. #booksellerstyle #buffalocheck #houndstooth #itscold #holidaymadness #generalmadness #thomasmcguane #relativelycoolhair
A very happy publication day to Thomas McGuane, Patrick Phillips, James Grissom, Kazuo Ishiguro and Susan Butler!
Crow Fair by Thomas McGuane
From one of our most deeply admired storytellers, author of the richly acclaimed Gallatin Canyon, his first collection in nine years.
Elegy for a Broken Machine by Patrick Phillips
The poet Patrick Phillips brings us a stunning third collection that is at its core a son’s lament for his father. This book of elegies takes us from the luminous world of childhood to the fluorescent glare of operating rooms and recovery wards, and into the twilight lives of those who must go on.
Follies of God by James Grissom
An extraordinary book; one that almost magically makes clear how Tennessee Williams wrote; how he came to his visions of Amanda Wingfield, his Blanche DuBois, Stella Kowalski, Alma Winemiller, Lady Torrance, and the other characters of his plays that transformed the American theater of the mid-twentieth century; a book that does, from the inside, the almost impossible—revealing the heart and soul of artistic inspiration and the unwitting collaboration between playwright and actress, playwright and director.
The Buried Giant by Kazuo Ishiguro
From the author of Never Let Me Go and the Booker Prize-winning The Remains of the Day The Romans have long since departed and Britain is steadily declining into ruin. But, at least, the wars that once ravaged the country have ceased. Axl and Beatrice, a couple of elderly Britons, decide that now is the time, finally, for them to set off across this troubled land of mist and rain to find the son they have not seen for years, the son they can scarcely remember. They know they will face many hazards—some strange and otherworldly—but they cannot foresee how their journey will reveal to them the dark and forgotten corners of their love for each other. Nor can they foresee that they will be joined on their journey by a Saxon warrior, his orphan charge, and a knight—each of them, like Axl and Beatrice, lost in some way to his own past, but drawn inexorably toward the comfort, and the burden, of the fullness of a life’s memories.
Roosevelt and Stalin by Susan Butler
A hugely important book that solely and fully explores for the first time the complex partnership during World War II between FDR and Stalin, by the editor of My Dear Mr. Stalin: The Complete Correspondence of Franklin D. Roosevelt and Joseph V. Stalin (“History owes a debt to Susan Butler for the collection and annotation of these exchanges”—Arthur Schlesinger, Jr).
A very happy 90th birthday to our friends at the newyorker!
Keep your eyes peeled for our ad which appears in their anniversary issue, on stands now!
It was dark now, and only the lights of the city were visible. Jessica felt as if she were hovering among the constellations, and that lifted her spirits. The way that geologists are liberated in time, she thought, astronomers are freed by space.
http://m.newyorker.com/fiction/features/2013/06/24/130624fi_fiction_mcguane