The Family Fang by Kevin WilsonFriend and photographer extraordinaire, Stephanie, knows Kevin, and recommended the book to me. I listened to the audible production, and it was marvelous. It reads extremely smoothly, with beautiful gems of details buried in the text. Revolving around a family of artists, two parents who staged live performance art in malls, airplanes, and other public spaces, and their children, whom they refer to as Child A and Child B. It's like watching a Wes Anderson film. The characters are extremely self-absorbed, believably ridiculous, and artsy in the fartsy way. It's not light reading, but it's not heavy either, a nicely balanced book.
West with the Night by Beryl MarkhamI first heard about Beryl Markham, bad-ass African early aviatrix, on the Stuff You Missed in History Class podcast. She was the first female race horse trainer in Kenya, and the first woman to fly the Atlantic East to West. The prose of her autobiography is ecstatic, the stories she tells are unique, especially considering her position as a white woman in a definite Colonial man's world. There is debate about whether she actually wrote the book or if she had a ghostwriter, but it's so delicious that I don't care. If you still need convincing, here's what Papa Hemingway said about Beryl and the book:
"Did you read Beryl Markham's book, West With The Night? ...She has written so well, and marvellously well, that I was completely ashamed of myself as a writer. I felt that I was simply a carpenter with words, picking up whatever was furnished on the job and nailing them together and sometimes making an okay pig pen. But this girl, who is to my knowledge very unpleasant and we might even say a high-grade bitch, can write rings around all of us who consider ourselves as writers ... it really is a bloody wonderful book."