The first review (that I've seen in the American press) for Ann Patchett's new book is on the NYT site and it's an unqualified rave. Run doesn't quite match Bel Canto, but it's still a fine novel of familial twists, race and political ambition.
She's as close to blue chip as the American novel gets.
My boy Linwood Barclay's showed up yesterday. Watch for him and Michelle Wan on Oct 11 at the shop. Details are here.
Lastly, I've never read a Richard Russo novel before, and I should probably start.
Posted by Dave
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