As a coda to my annual analysis of books read in 2017, I identify five trends in publishing:
- World War II novels continue to be hot. This year I caught up with two recent best-sellers of this genre: Kristin Hannah’s The Nightingale and Margaret Hall Kelly’s Lilac Girls, both on audio, and reviewed Georgia Hunter’s We Were The Lucky Ones – based on her own family’s harrowing experiences in a Polish ghetto – as well as Loretta Ellsworth’s Stars Over Clear Lake, set stateside during the war. Whether because this international conflict still resonates in our foreign policy or because it provided so many opportunities for female empowerment, World War II still feels contemporary to modern audiences, despite the fact that most readers are two generations removed from this era. As the daughter of an Army veteran who served in the European Theater under General Patton, I can’t get enough of these stories.
- Novelists also are taking inspiration from real lives, especially those of writers and artists. This year I reviewed three books in this category. A Piece of the World by Christina Baker Kline is about Christina Olson of “Christina’s World” fame, and Isadora by Amelia Gray was inspired by dancer Isadora Duncan and the tragic death of her children. You could also put in this category Caroline: Little House Revisited, by Sarah Miller, an authorized retelling of the Little House books from the perspective of Laura Ingalls Wilder’s mother, Caroline Ingalls. There seems to be no end to this sort of thing (Amy Bloom has a novel coming out in February, White Houses, about the relationship between Eleanor Roosevelt and the journalist Lorena Hickok). The writers who take on these subjects must combine the skill of the novelist with the accuracy of the biographer, quite a tightrope to walk; still, they make me cranky.
- Some famous writers seem to skate by on their reputation, as publishers will put out just about anything that has a recognizable name attached. Joan Didion’s South and West: From a Notebook was pretty much what its subtitle implies – a disconnected series of episodes from unfinished projects. Richard Russo’s short story collection, Trajectory, was good, but it only included four stories (the best of which, “Voice,” was really a novella).
- And while we’re at it, can we somehow put an end to the seemingly endless parade of subtitles, particularly in nonfiction? You can pretty much sum up every title this year as BIG F-ING CAPITALS: What This Book is Really About.
- Despite the dire predictions that books are dead, people continue to read them, and publishers continue to produce them, and they find their way to me in sometimes unusual ways. The Providence Journal forwards me packages that turn an ordinary day into Christmas. Publishers mail me books in care of The Day, and authors even send them to my URI address. I can only review so many (this year, I wrote 22 reviews for the Journal – two have yet to appear – and wrote two book-related pieces for The Day). Some just don’t resonate with me as a matter of taste. The Journal, like most newspapers, doesn’t review self-published books. As a writer, I know how tough it is to get your work published and reviewed. So I guess point 5 is: The publishing business continues to be difficult, but all of us, writers and readers alike, should support the writers and publishers who produce books, the bookstores that sell them, and the publications that make space for reviews. Happy reading in the New Year!