BookHampton: What They're Reading Now

Hamptons Gardens
While visions of butterflies dance in our heads

While we’ve all been snowbound these past weeks, some intrepid souls have made pilgrimages to BookHampton in East Hampton for diversion. Kim Lombardini, a manager at the shop, shared with us winter’s most popular reads.

“The Goldfinch,” Donna Tartt’s anxiously awaited third novel published last year about a boy who loses his mother in a terrorist attack in an art museum, takes its title from a painting of a bird the boy filches as he flees the wreckage. At a hefty 771 pages, it is selling like hotcakes.

“An Officer and a Spy,” also published in 2013, is a historical thriller by Robert Harris, an English journalist who tells the story behind the turn of the last century’s Dreyfus affair. With his authentic depiction of period events and moods, it is being read by fans of Sag Harbor’s own Alan Furst.

“The Bear,” a first novel by Canadian Claire Cameron, is a tome that Ms. Lombardini predicts will take off. The story, which sounds somewhat similar to "The Goldfinch," is told in the voice of a 5-year-old girl who must get her 2-year-old brother to safety after their parents have been mauled by a bear in the wilderness.  It is, Ms. Lombardini said: “Room” meets “Hatchet.”

Both “All Joy and No Fun," about the effect of parenting on happiness, and “Little Failure: A Memoir,” by Gary Shteyngart, a novelist, are “doing very well,” she said.

“Vanity Fair 100 Years: From the Jazz Age to Our Age,” by Graydon Carter and “All The Songs: The Story Behind Every Beatles Release,” by Philippe Margotin, are two glitzy large-size books that are keeping Hamptonites entertained.

“Hamptons Gardens” by Jack deLashmet, originally published by Assouline in 2011, has been reissued by the publisher. The lushly photographed book “makes stops at the estates of Southampton, the cliffs of Montauk, East Hampton’s Georgica Pond, and even the famed Grey Gardens,” according to Assouline’s website. With only a limited quantity of the $150 book, it is flying out the door. We can dream about the buds and blossoms of spring, can’t we?