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Showing posts with label Larry McMurtry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Larry McMurtry. Show all posts

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Books - McMurtry

Books: A Memoir

Larry McMurtry's life and times as a bookseller.

By Elizabeth Brown July 7, 2008 edition

Books: A Memoir By Larry McMurtry Simon & Schuster 272 pp. $24

"The moral among antiquarian booksellers, according to Larry McMurtry's new Books: A Memoir, is that you can't know everything. Pricing errors are bound to happen, like the day McMurtry bought a book for $250, sold it the next day for $750, and then watched it sell a few months later for $8,000. The book turned out to be a rare, censored edition that had passed through the libraries of two important collectors – a Russian prince and a "creepy Parisian" – and contained the unusual photographic bookplate of the latter.
Such tales fill McMurtry's 50 years as a book dealer. He's handled hundreds of thousands of books yet recalls even the tiniest details.
After growing up in a "bookless" house in Texas, McMurtry began writing, then buying and selling books. The book trade has long been his central passion and his own library now contains 28,000 volumes of books he's still reading."

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Sunday, July 6, 2008

Book: A Memoir - Larry McMurtry

Clay Reynolds, Paul Wilner, and Ed Nawotka reviews

'Books: A Memoir' by Larry McMurtry: Texas author reveals lifelong love affair with reading

Sunday, July 6, 2008

By CLAY REYNOLDS / Special Contributor to The Dallas Morning News
books@dallasnews.com Novelist Clay Reynolds is Professor of Arts & Humanities at the University of Texas at Dallas. His latest work of fiction is Sandhill County Lines.

[The review begins]
"There are, one may infer from Larry McMurtry's 38th solo volume, four kinds of people who love second-hand bookshops: readers, collectors, dealers and scouts. Writers, which he certainly is, do not always subscribe, for they often see a used-book store as a kind of mortuary, a place where careers often go, too soon, to be buried.
He fits the other categories, though, for he is first and foremost a bookman, and he implies that his writing has merely been a handy enabler of that more profound love.
This newest peek into the life of a Texas favorite son author is no less intriguing or less frustrating than have been previous autobiographies."
or read the LA Times, same topic
By Paul Wilner July 6, 2008
BooksA MemoirLarry McMurtrySimon & Schuster: 260 pp., $24"The older the violin, the sweeter the music," Gus McCrae remarks in "Lonesome Dove," Larry McMurtry's magisterial western about a cattle drive from Texas to Montana and the havoc wreaked in its path. The silver-tongued devil's observation is about affairs of the heart, of course, but it could well serve as a description of the Pulitzer Prize-winning writer's career.In his latest work, "Books: A Memoir," McMurtry, 72, takes an elegiac look back at his life as a buyer, seller and lover of the written word -- he boasts that Booked Up, the fabled store he opened in his hometown of Archer City, Texas, a few years back, has 28,000 secondhand volumes of the product we currently hear may soon be eclipsed by Kindle."

or read the Austin American Statesman review

Larry McMurtry's 'Books': rambling, disorganized, dull
The 'Lonesome Dove' author leads us through a disappointing tour of his life as a bookseller
By Edward Nawotka

July 06, 2008

[Ed begins]
"In his new memoir "Books" — an account of his more than 50-year career as a "bookman" — Larry McMurtry states that "the antiquarian book trade is an anecdotal culture." To wit, I start thusly: In my 20s, I spent a summer working for an antiquarian book-seller. It was a prestigious place, just off Boston's posh Newbury Street, run by a married pair of blue-blood WASPs who hired their interns from Harvard and — in those pre-Internet times — researched the provenance of any book they didn't have immediate knowledge of by going down to the Boston Athenaeum, a members-only library dating back to 1807. "

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Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Spurs of Inspiration - George Getschow


Spurs of Inspiration, Archer County, Texas, July 2005.


Edited by George Getschow and Paul Knight. Denton: Mayborn Graduate Institute of Journalism, University of North Texas, 2006. photographs 116 pp. Interspersed with some poetry. Stiff paper cover, folded back, with interior illustrations. ISBN 0-9786521 contact Brandee Harrawood 940-565-4564.


News from the Archer City Writing Colony! For the second year in July George Getschow, through his professorship at the University of North Texas, has wrangled together students of his “Literary Nonfiction” writing course for a three-week stay in Archer City. They came from near and far to learning writing skills under the influence of Larry McMurtry’s north Texas ranchlands of Archer County, home of the Last Picture Show near where the Horseman passed by. The students resided in the Spur Hotel listened to Getschow and other writers, former students, and generally gad about the town and countryside.


Their last weekend was spent at the second annual Mayborn Literary Nonfiction Writers Conference of the Southwest in Grapevine (see report in August WTM) and primarily sponsored by the Mayborn Graduate Institute of Journalism at UNT of Denton. Spurs of Inspiration shows some of those students’ successful efforts. After that, the students prevailed upon Getschow to conduct a “Literary Journalism” workshop of some weeks, so the essays of this volume came to calving from several roundups and cullings. All became very much place-driven.

In his “Prologue” to the Archer City tales, Getschow tells us he wishes to introduce students to experiences outside their usual worlds and to nurturing inside the McMurtry world. Student Paul Knight served as co-editor. Thereafter Getschow and Knight penned essays respectively on “The Rancher & the Writer” and “Herdin’ Books.” Getschow reveals that McMurtry’s first book of inspiration was Sergeant Silk: The Prairie Scout, and other biographical aspects, and Knight recounts origins of McMurtry’s famous bookselling career and massive shelves in Archer City.

Michael Mooney lets “time fall away” as he explored the back roads with locals Chris, Mike, and Mayor Carl. Brantley Hargrove relives an 1837 Indian battle in the local with local historian Jack Loftin. Sarah Whyman is confronted with the sudden justice of a hangman’s noose and note about women in the jailhouse kitchen. Knight explores the shared brokenness of patrons at the American Legion, the old cowboys, and all of us at some time. Kristen Flory discovers the almost secret miracle of St. Mary’s Church grotto. Timothy Soliano compares the rich music of Prague with the solitary silence of the place. Kelly Saxton somehow works her old story of time travel into the setting. Carrie Ferguson-Killough re-discovers herself and the rejuvenation of her acceptance of others. Co-editor Knight clears the smoke between their past and his present while learning to work the writing trade; he got a journalism job out of it.


Archer City residents may have seen the students as Magi arriving from the Texas east in affirmative of His Gray Eminence, once our terrible infant of Texas letters, and lacking honor among some Archerians.


Well done, George, Paul, and the ring o’students. We’ll be looking for your traces on down the trails – trails that may be asphalt and concrete, but no doubt with a little Archer City dust coloring the crepuscular sun.