Politics and war, science and sports, memoir and biography — there's a great big world of nonfiction books out there just waiting to be read. We picked the 100 best and most influential written in English since 1923, the beginning of TIME ... magazine
For much of modern U.S. history, the whole country has been obsessed with one part: California. It’s where Americans went to get rich on gold and fame. It’s where, for a period, all the weirdos and idealists seemed to collect, because after they rolled aimlessly west, there was simply nowhere else to go but straight into the sea. Few have written about that period — the early- to mid-1960s — as well as Joan Didion did in the essays in Slouching Toward Bethlehem, a selection of previously published magazine work. Arriving one year after the Summer of Love, the book, and its title essay, firmly punctured the pervasive myths about the counterculture, showing it (at least in its Haight-Ashbury manifestation) to be nothing more than a collection of feckless dreamers. Though that essay is the center that holds everything together, it is the complementary sketches — Didion’s stories of Californian crooks, stars and charlatans — that continue to make this one of the most compelling books about ’60s America.
David Foster Wallace has been the recipient of so much praise since his death in 2008 that perhaps it’s best to contribute a gripe. Wallace is a disquieting read. Not just because of the acid insights or creeping melancholy, but because his mastery of language and powers of observation so dwarf our own. This 1997 collection of essays features some of the writer’s best, including a dispatch from the set of a David Lynch movie (where Wallace never gets closer to Lynch than a glimpse of his subject peeing), a piece from the Illinois State Fair (“the air like wet wool”), the title meditation on the existential sadness of luxury cruises (maid service complete with “a creeping guilt, a deep accretive uneasiness, a discomfort that presents … a weird kind of pampering-paranoia”) and a profile of middling tennis pro Michael Joyce that eclipses his better-known essay on tour ace Roger Federer. This is Wallace at the top of his game.
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Reblogged this on Swamp of Boredom and commented:
I’m reblogging this for my own reference and also to share with my readers (all 34 of you;)). Since the release of the 1001 Books App on Tuesday, I’ve been book list crazy. Since I like non-fiction – especially non-fiction centered on historical events and people, not so much current people – and have read a couple of excellent non-fiction books in the last year (Only Yesterday, Empire of the Summer Moon) I wondered if there was a list of recommended non-fiction books. Of course there is. I found one from the Guardain (UK) that is, obviously, geared towards British readers and that, unlike Time’s list, encompasses all non-fiction ever written. This list from Time consists of books only since Time began publishing, 1923. There are a few that don’t interest me at all and the biography choices focus too heavily on women and African Americans, IMO, but overall the list is excellent.
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