“Moving . . . A constant pleasure to read . . . Everybody who loves books should check out 
The Library Book. . . . Orlean,
 a longtime New Yorker writer, has been captivating us with human 
stories for decades, and her latest book is a wide-ranging, deeply 
personal, and terrifically engaging investigation of humanity’s bulwark 
against oblivion: the library. . . . As a narrator, Orlean moves like 
fire herself, with a pyrotechnic style that smolders for a time over 
some ancient bibliographic tragedy, leaps to the latest technique in 
book restoration, and then illuminates the story of a wildly eccentric 
librarian. Along the way, we learn how libraries have evolved, responded
 to depressions and wars, and generally thrived despite a constant 
struggle for funds. Over the holidays, every booklover in America is 
going to give or get this book. . . . You can’t help but finish 
The Library Book and feel grateful that these marvelous places belong to us all.”
 
—Ron Charles, The Washington Post“A
 sheer delight. . . . Orlean has created a book as rich in insight and 
as varied as the treasures contained on the shelves in any local 
library.”
—Chris Woodyard, USA Today“Exquisitely
 written, consistently entertaining . . . A loving tribute not just to a
 place or an institution but to an idea . . . What makes 
The Library Book
 so enjoyable is the sense of discovery that propels it, the buoyancy 
when Orlean is surprised or moved by what she finds. . . . Her depiction
 of the Central Library fire on April 29, 1986, is so rich with 
specifics that it’s like a blast of heat erupting from the page. . . . 
The Library Book
 is about the fire and the mystery of how it started—but in some ways 
that’s the least of it. It’s also a history of libraries, and of a 
particular library, as well as the personal story of Orlean and her 
mother, who was losing her memory to dementia while Orlean was 
retrieving her own memories by writing this book.”
—Jennifer Szalai, The New York Times“Captivating
 . . . A delightful love letter to public libraries . . . In telling the
 story of this one library, Orlean reminds readers of the spirit of them
 all, their mission to welcome and equalize and inform, the wonderful 
depths and potential that they—and maybe all of us, as well—contain. . .
 . In other hands the book would have been a notebook dump, packed with 
random facts that weren’t germane but felt too hard-won or remarkable to
 omit. Orlean’s lapidary skills include both unearthing the data and 
carving a storyline out of the sprawl, piling up such copious and 
relevant details that I wondered how many mountains of research she 
discarded for each page of jewels.” 
—Rebekah Denn, Christian Science Monitor“A
 flitting and meandering masterpiece . . . Compelling and undeniably 
riveting . . . This is a joyful book, and among its many pleasures is 
the reader’s ability to palpate the author’s thrill as she zooms down 
from stratospheric viewings of history, to viscerally detailed 
observations of events and people, and finally to the kind of 
irresistibly offbeat facts that create an equally irresistible portrait 
of the author herself.” 
—J. C. Hallman, San Francisco Chronicle“Vivid
 . . . Compelling . . . Ms. Orlean interweaves a memoir of her life in 
books, a whodunit, a history of Los Angeles, and a meditation on the 
rise and fall and rise of civic life in the United States. . . . By 
turns taut and sinuous, intimate and epic, Ms. Orlean’s account evokes 
the rhythms of a life spent in libraries . . . bringing to life a place 
and an institution that represents the very best of America: capacious, 
chaotic, tolerant and even hopeful, with faith in mobility of every 
kind, even, or perhaps especially, in the face of adversity.” 
—Jane Kamenski, The Wall Street Journal“[A] loving encomium to libraries everywhere.” 
—Sue Halpern, The New York Review of Books“A
 lovely book . . . Susan Orlean has once again found rich material where
 no one else has bothered to look for it. . . . Once again, she’s 
demonstrated that the feelings of a writer, if that writer is 
sufficiently talented and her feelings sufficiently strong, can supply 
her own drama. You really never know how seriously interesting a subject
 might be until such a person takes a serious interest in it.” 
—Michael Lewis, New York Times Book Review“A
 book lover’s dream . . . This is an ambitiously researched, elegantly 
written book that serves as a portal into a place of history, drama, 
culture, and stories.” 
—Jeffrey Ann Goudie, Minneapolis Star Tribune“When Susan Orlean fishes for a story, she reels in a hidden world. And so the latest delightful trawl from the author of 
Rin Tin Tin and 
The Orchid Thief starts with the tale of the 1986 fire that damaged or destroyed 700,000 books in the Los Angeles Central Library. But 
The Library Book pans
 out quickly to the fractious, eccentric history of the institution and 
then, almost inevitably, a reflection on the past, present, and future 
of libraries in America. Orlean follows the narrative in all directions,
 juxtaposing the hunt for the library arsonist—possibly a frustrated 
actor—with a philosophical treatise on why and how libraries became the 
closest thing many of us experience to a town hall.”
—Hillary Kelly, New York Magazine
 Susan Orlean
 
I'm the product of a happy and 
uneventful childhood in the suburbs of Cleveland, followed by a happy 
and pretty eventful four years as a student at University of Michigan. 
From there, I wandered to the West Coast, landing in Portland, Oregon, 
where I managed (somehow) to get a job as a writer. This had been my 
dream, of course, but I had no experience and no credentials. What I did
 have, in spades, was an abiding passion for storytelling and 
sentence-making. I fell in love with the experience of writing, and I've
 never stopped. From Portland, I moved to Boston, where I wrote for the 
Phoenix and the Globe, and then to New York, where I began writing for 
magazines, and, in 1987, published my first piece in The New Yorker. 
I've been a staff writer there since 1992.  
http://www.susanorlean.com/ 
       
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