Books

Paul Harding, first up in the series, won a Pulitzer Prize for “Tinkers,” his 2009 novel. Now he teaches in Stony Brook Southampton's M.F.A. program in creative writing and literature.

“Fred W. McDarrah: New York Scenes” is a fitting and compelling visual epitaph for a photographer, publication, and ultimately a city that no longer exists.

An American author, Flynn Berry, fictitiously resolves the real-life story of a murderous British lord's disappearance in her astute new thriller, “A Double Life.”

Jill Bialosky, Philip Schultz, and Grace Schulman — poets who have written memoirs as well as poetry collections that have acted as memoir — will talk it over.

One’s a picture book promoting kid wellness, another’s a book of line drawings of historical structures ripe for coloring.

Carole Stone and Virginia Walker take to the lectern at 6 tonight for an en plein air poetry series in Southampton.

Authors Night has landed at the old Principi farm — you know, the controversial 555 address? So read on, book lovers . . .

Forget “full-service” advertising, now the game is selling access to your day-to-day life and altering your behavior for profit.

A dark graphic tale of revenge and recrimination, pinkos and private detectives in the Hollywood blacklist days of the early 1950s.

Jonathan Silin explores the curiously in-between years of 60 to 80 at Canio’s Books in Sag Harbor on Saturday.

The domestic detective appears to be having her moment, from the “girl” thrillers to the “wife” suspense novels. And now, the Hollywood-beckoning “The Banker’s Wife” by Cristina Alger of Quogue.

It’s nonfiction on Thursdays at the Jewish Center of the Hamptons, while the Poetry Marathon now meets on Sundays at the Mulford Farm.

It’s high time for another Fridays at Five series of author readings at the Hampton Library in Bridgehampton — out of doors and with wine.

While Robert Hilburn clearly sees almost all of Paul Simon’s oeuvre as works of staggering genius, it’s true his impact on popular and world music has been profound.

John Jermain’s One for the Books has cocktail parties with writers, artists, and a filmmaker at houses across Sag Harbor.

Brainteasers, questions of logic, tests of deductive reasoning face six teens foolish or desperate enough to enter the subterranean Initiation in Chris Babu’s debut novel for young adults.

Writers Speak wraps up, while Schultz and Schulman hit Canio's

To be buried or cremated, that is the question for one skirt-chasing, peep show-visiting, Bukowski-reading baby boomer.

Rocky Graziano and Tony Zale fought the fiercest trilogy of title bouts of the 20th century, matching an ex-con from the slums against an upstanding Midwesterner.

Read in our often bewildering #MeToo world, Meg Wolitzer’s “The Female Persuasion” is an almost prophetic tale of gender and power, shaped by a sustained inquiry into relationships.

Chris Knopf’s latest mystery involves the clubbing death of a deep-undercover intelligence operative, black-jumpsuited ninja types, and the fine cabinetry and company of one Sam Acquillo.

Alafair Burke’s “The Wife” asks a worrying question: If you suffer through a traumatic event, do you recover? Or do you just think you have recovered?

A.J. Jacobs confirms the beguiling promise of ancestry-hunting: to construct a narrative for yourself that is more interesting than the one you’ve got.

How do you figure out what comes next after what gave your life meaning is gone?

BookEnds — a workshop established by Susan Scarf Merrell and Meg Wolitzer of Stony Brook Southampton’s M.F.A. program in creative writing.

“Don’t Save Anything” contains a number of James Salter pieces that are indispensable, many of them rescued from boxes stored in places reachable only with a ladder.

The origin story of Lou Reed, from Long Island wiseass to victim of electroshock therapy to tutelage under the poet Delmore Schwartz.

By Bruce Buschel

Some nonfiction gems in an off year for fiction, when current events overshadow everything.

Boy, do we miss Kurt Vonnegut, that shambling, head down, creased-face man in the beat-up raincoat who loved the world, and was broken by the foolish people who were trampling it underfoot.