A Chicago Tribune Noteworthy Book A GoodReads Reader's Choice In One Summer Bill Bryson, one of our greatest and most beloved nonfiction writers, transports readers on a journey back to one amazing season in American life. The summer of 1927 began with one of the signature events of the twentieth century: on May 21, 1927, Charles Lindbergh became the first man to cross the Atlantic by plane nonstop, and when he landed in Le Bourget airfield near Paris, he ignited an explosion of worldwide rapture and instantly became the most famous person on the planet. Meanwhile, the titanically talented Babe Ruth was beginning his assault on the home run record, which would culminate on September 30 with his sixtieth blast, one of the most resonant and durable records in sports history. In between those dates a Queens housewife named Ruth Snyder and her corset-salesman lover garroted her husband, leading to a murder trial that became a huge tabloid sensation. Alvin “Shipwreck” Kelly sat atop a flagpole in Newark, New Jersey, for twelve days—a new record. The American South was clobbered by unprecedented rain and by flooding of the Mississippi basin, a great human disaster, the relief efforts for which were guided by the uncannily able and insufferably pompous Herbert Hoover. Calvin Coolidge interrupted an already leisurely presidency for an even more relaxing three-month vacation in the Black Hills of South Dakota. The gangster Al Capone tightened his grip on the illegal booze business through a gaudy and murderous reign of terror and municipal corruption. The first true “talking picture,” Al Jolson’s The Jazz Singer, was filmed and forever changed the motion picture industry. The four most powerful central bankers on earth met in secret session on a Long Island estate and made a fateful decision that virtually guaranteed a future crash and depression. All this and much, much more transpired in that epochal summer of 1927, and Bill Bryson captures its outsized personalities, exciting events, and occasional just plain weirdness with his trademark vividness, eye for telling detail, and delicious humor. In that year America stepped out onto the world stage as the main event, and One Summer transforms it all into narrative nonfiction of the highest order.

In this conclusion to a powerful saga, cruel deprivation and a full-scale conflict bring the Y Dawnus to the brink of annihilation. In the land of Kymru, High King Arthur has designated the talented pillars of society as the Gifted. These Gifted peoples are essential to his empire. When they are taken captive by the Corianans, King Arthur confronts his mortal enemy, Havgan the Warleader—a formidable opponent backed by menacing powers that threaten to end the magic in Kymru. Forced to enter a treacherous realm where captives are collared and sacrificed, where ruthless territorial boundaries are drawn and enforced, and where death by poisoning and torture are the norm, King Arthur and those loyal to him must fight to save their way of life and to liberate the Gifted. In this captivating and stirring fantasy, only the strongest survive in the pursuit of freedom. Only the deepest passion will drive away the evil that lurks in this mystical land of fragile kingdoms, powerful warlords, and ancient magic.

Sisterly bonds, dark desires, and terrible secrets converge in this “tale of scorching family dysfunction that ranges among the gothic, domestic, and carnal” (Publishers Weekly). Summoned to their magnificent family home on the shores of Lake Ontario—a paradisiacal mansion perched on an escarpment above the city—three adult sisters come together in what seems like an act of family solidarity. Pregnant and unwell, the youngest has left her husband and four young children in New Zealand and returned home to heal. But while their home features immaculate gardens the likes of which few could imagine possessing, it is also a place of trauma and vengeance, where family togetherness leads to feasting on each other’s sexual appetites and weaknesses. Each daughter has her own particular taste, and overlaying everything is their parents, with unquenchable cravings of their own. As the affluent family endures six intense days in one another’s company, old fissures reappear. When long-buried truths finally come to light, the sisters and their parents must face the unthinkable consequences of their actions.

Mitchard's Still Summer plunges into terror By Carol Memmott, USA TODAY Secure your life preserver. Tie yourself to the mast. It's late August, but it's still summer, and Jacquelyn Mitchard is taking you on a thrill ride you won't forget. Mitchard made her mark in the literary world in 1996 when The Deep End of the Ocean was chosen as the first pick for Oprah Winfrey's now-legendary book club. Since then, she has written six other novels, but none matches the suspenseful pitch of Still Summer. It's a tale of terror on the high seas, but this is no Pirates of the Caribbean wannabe. Readers know something terrible is going to happen, but Mitchard ratchets up the suspense by allowing her story to unfold at a leisurely pace. She painstakingly fleshes out her characters, because as readers will discover, their temperaments and personalities are as crucial to the story as the mounting disasters. Tracy Kyle, Holly Solvig and Olivia Montefalco, lifelong friends in their early 40s, charter a yacht and two-man crew for a sailing vacation that will take them from St. Thomas to Grenada. The trip starts out as an innocent adventure in paradise until two accidents in quick succession strand the women without their crew. What else can go wrong? In a word, everything. The engine conks out, the sails are torn, lack of electricity spoils their food and limits their drinking water - and then there's the injury to Holly's leg. Nature's fury, murderous drug dealers and, possibly most deadly of all, their own frailties and secrets are added to the list. Readers will wring their hands with frustration, weep with sadness and second-guess the choices these women make. But since characters must do the bidding of the authors who create them, we can only sit back - or sit on the edge of our seats - and let Mitchard's terror-filled tale wash over us.