“A galvanizing exposé” of America’s trash problem from plastic in the ocean to “wasteful packaging, bogus recycling, and flawed landfills and incinerators” (Booklist, starred review). Eat a take-out meal, buy a pair of shoes, or read a newspaper, and you’re soon faced with a bewildering amount of garbage. The United States is the planet’s number-one producer of trash. Each American throws out 4.5 pounds daily. But garbage is also a global problem. Today, the Pacific Ocean contains six times more plastic waste than zooplankton. How did we end up with this much rubbish, and where does it all go? Journalist and filmmaker Heather Rogers answers these questions by taking readers on a grisly and fascinating tour through the underworld of garbage. Gone Tomorrow excavates the history of rubbish handling from the nineteenth century to the present, pinpointing the roots of today’s waste-addicted society. With a “lively authorial voice,” Rogers draws connections between modern industrial production, consumer culture, and our throwaway lifestyle (New York Press). She also investigates the politics of recycling and the export of trash to poor countries, while offering a potent argument for change. “A clear-thinking and peppery writer, Rogers presents a galvanizing exposé of how we became the planet’s trash monsters. . . . [Gone Tomorrow] details everything that is wrong with today’s wasteful packaging, bogus recycling, and flawed landfills and incinerators. . . . Rogers exhibits black-belt precision.” —Booklist, starred review

“A sharply observed yet tender novel of academic life and its many sand traps” from the acclaimed author of Eddie and the Cruisers (The New York Times). One of NPR’s Best Books of 2008 Kluge’s brilliant novel tells of George Canaris, a writing professor who is on the verge of forced retirement at a small college in Ohio when he is killed by a hit-and-run driver. Kluge’s creation of Canaris as the first faculty member in half a century whose death merits an obituary in the New York Times is right on the money. A writer, a critic, a professor, a campus legend and a national figure, the very embodiment of the liberal arts, the fictional Times obituary said. And a mystery. Canaris, hero and anti-hero, was the author of two well-received novels and a book of essays, all published more than thirty years ago. Taken together, they were the beginnings of an impressive shelf to which, in all his years in Ohio, he added nothing. With a book listed among the 100 greatest novels of all time, decades separating Canaris from the hefty advance taken on his next book The Beast, which was to be his masterpiece and not a page to show of it, Canaris is a great fictional creation—an enigma. Inevitably, speculation grows that the book was a myth, a lie, a joke. Upon his death, Mark May, a young English professor who barely knew him finds himself named as Canaris’s literary executor—executor of what is unclear. Thus begins a search through lives and letters that is at once gripping, hilarious and affirming. “A sparkling new novel, witty and astute.” —Entertainment Weekly

Here Today, Gone Tomorrow is a travelogue with a difference. Two retired women set off in a campervan from London to tour Europe. Neither has driven a campervan before, much less had any experience driving on the right. They journey through four countries and cover 4,000 miles, often bewildered by one-way systems and rapid changes of language, yet meeting kindness wherever they go. The women’s varied and often bizarre escapades make for entertaining reading from start to finish. They experience being locked in an underground toilet in France, finding distant relatives in Germany quite by chance, and spending a frightening night freedom camping on the Riviera. For those who love to read about the touring experiences of others, and are pining to get out on the open road themselves, it’s all here in this true and eccentric account.

In Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow Stella can't wait to try out the candy store's new Magical Glow-in-the-Dark Chewing Gum. But instead of granting wishes, the gum seems to bring Stella bad luck, including a VERY drastic haircut!

Enjoy this small town paranormal cozy mystery series with an amateur sleuth by author Ada Bell. Just when Aly finally identified her sister-in-law’s killer, they got away—and they’re not alone. Aly’s on the case, but leads are few and far between. Meanwhile, another mystery arises: what do you get a psychic toddler for his fourth birthday? Aly wants to make her nephew’s day, but the quest for the perfect gift skids to a halt when she finds the pet store trashed, a trail of blood, and the owner missing. To make matters worse, someone powerful has cursed the residents of Shady Grove. Aly’s powers vanish. Without her psychic gifts, how will Aly find Katrina’s killer and save the pet store? --- Welcome to Shady Grove: where science meets seances. Seer Today, Gone Tomorrow is the fourth book in the Shady Grove Psychic Mystery series, which is perfect for readers who like small towns, antiques, supernatural sleuths, and slightly nerdy STEM heroines. Okay, really nerdy heroines. Fans of Stella Bixby, Annabel Chase, Amy Boyles, Lily Harper Hart, and Samantha Silver will definitely fall under this small town's spell.

Louis Bromfield (1896–1956) was an American author and conservationist who gained international recognition, winning the Pulitzer Prize and pioneering innovative scientific farming concepts.

Footloose and broke, the unnamed narrator of Gone Tomorrow hops on a plane without asking questions when his director friend offers him a role in an art film set in Colombia. But from the moment he arrives at the airport in Bogotá, only to witness a policeman beat a beggar half to death, it becomes clear that this will not be the story of gritty bohemians triumphing against the odds. The director, Paul Grosvenor, seems more interested in manipulating his cast than in shooting film. The cult star, Irma Irma, is a vamp too bored and boring to draw blood. And the beautiful, nymph-like Michael Simard doesn’t seem to be putting out. Meanwhile, the film’s shady financier is sleeping with his mother, while a serial killer skulks about the area killing tourists. Everything comes to a head when the carnaval celebration begins in nearby Cali. But once the fiesta is over, all that’s left are ghostly memories and the narrator’s insistence on telling the tale. “Unlike the majority of pointedly AIDS-era novels,” writes Dennis Cooper, “Gone Tomorrow is neither an amoral nostalgia fest nor a thinly veiled wake-up call hyping the religion of sobriety. It’s a philosophical work devised by a writer who’s both too intelligent to buy into the notion that a successful future requires the compromise of collective decision and too moral to accept bitterness as the consequence of an adventurous life.”

A funeral, a ghost, a murder . . . It's all in a day's work for emma lee raines . . . Bopped on the head from a falling plastic Santa, local undertaker Emma Lee Raines is told she's suffering from “funeral trauma.” It's trauma all right, because the not-so-dearly departed keep talking to her. Take Ruthie Sue Payne—innkeeper, gossip queen, and arch-nemesis of Emma Lee's granny—she's adamant that she didn't just fall down those stairs. She was pushed. Ruthie has no idea who wanted her pushing up daisies. All she knows is that she can't cross over until the matter is laid to eternal rest. In the land of the living, Emma Lee's high-school crush, Sheriff Jack Henry Ross, isn't ready to rule out foul play. Granny Raines, the widow of Ruthie's ex-husband and co-owner of the Sleepy Hollow Inn, is the prime suspect. Now Emma Lee is stuck playing detective or risk being haunted forever.