by Vicki DeArmon ‧ RELEASE DATE: April 1, 2025
A publishing executive’s unsparing and compelling look at the impact of a small press.
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This novelistic memoir focuses on the publishing business in the San Francisco Bay Area.
In this book, publishing executive DeArmon delves into her tenure leading Foghorn Press and its impact on her personal and business relationships. Foghorn started as a vehicle for publishing the sports books of her husband, Sully. In 1987, the author kept the business as part of their divorce settlement. Her brother, Dave, also dealing with the end of a long-term relationship, joined her. Making Foghorn Press profitable became their mission. She recalls that their renewed closeness allowed her to reflect and heal from her difficult relationship with Sully. Over 10 years, Foghorn became a respected publisher of outdoor guides. DeArmon became heavily involved in the book publishing trade, especially in the Bay Area. Her expansive marketing ideas, along with some naïveté on her part about business partners, sapped energy and resources from both herself and her company, with Foghorn often not delivering the projected promotional and bottom-line results. The author’s dominance over the company’s direction left Dave feeling less like a partner and more like a cog in a machine, and he left Foghorn in 1992: “The recurring theme was that I thought my ideas were the best. I was the big sister, ultimately, and that title meant I was right.” After embracing sobriety and starting a fulfilling relationship, she realized how overextended she was, physically and fiscally. In the midst of the author seeking a buyer for Foghorn, several medical emergencies, including ovarian cancer, brought Dave back to the company, although there was an acrimonious split when the enterprise was sold. DeArmon is upfront that many of the characters, especially the “good ol’ boys” who usually behave badly, are mashups of people she has met along the way, although they are fully believable. Conversations, also fictional, are convincing and fun to read. The family dynamics have the ring of truth, and she is unsparing in portraying the flaws and changes occurring in her clan and herself. The descriptions of the inner workings of book publishing, especially in the Bay Area, will captivate bibliophiles.
A publishing executive’s unsparing and compelling look at the impact of a small press.Pub Date: April 1, 2025
ISBN: 9781960573926
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Sibylline Press
Review Posted Online: Dec. 3, 2024
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2025
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by Stephanie Johnson & Brandon Stanton illustrated by Henry Sene Yee ‧ RELEASE DATE: July 12, 2022
A blissfully vicarious, heartfelt glimpse into the life of a Manhattan burlesque dancer.
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A former New York City dancer reflects on her zesty heyday in the 1970s.
Discovered on a Manhattan street in 2020 and introduced on Stanton’s Humans of New York Instagram page, Johnson, then 76, shares her dynamic history as a “fiercely independent” Black burlesque dancer who used the stage name Tanqueray and became a celebrated fixture in midtown adult theaters. “I was the only black girl making white girl money,” she boasts, telling a vibrant story about sex and struggle in a bygone era. Frank and unapologetic, Johnson vividly captures aspects of her former life as a stage seductress shimmying to blues tracks during 18-minute sets or sewing lingerie for plus-sized dancers. Though her work was far from the Broadway shows she dreamed about, it eventually became all about the nightly hustle to simply survive. Her anecdotes are humorous, heartfelt, and supremely captivating, recounted with the passion of a true survivor and the acerbic wit of a weathered, street-wise New Yorker. She shares stories of growing up in an abusive household in Albany in the 1940s, a teenage pregnancy, and prison time for robbery as nonchalantly as she recalls selling rhinestone G-strings to prostitutes to make them sparkle in the headlights of passing cars. Complemented by an array of revealing personal photographs, the narrative alternates between heartfelt nostalgia about the seedier side of Manhattan’s go-go scene and funny quips about her unconventional stage performances. Encounters with a variety of hardworking dancers, drag queens, and pimps, plus an account of the complexities of a first love with a drug-addled hustler, fill out the memoir with personality and candor. With a narrative assist from Stanton, the result is a consistently titillating and often moving story of human struggle as well as an insider glimpse into the days when Times Square was considered the Big Apple’s gloriously unpolished underbelly. The book also includes Yee’s lush watercolor illustrations.
A blissfully vicarious, heartfelt glimpse into the life of a Manhattan burlesque dancer.Pub Date: July 12, 2022
ISBN: 978-1-250-27827-2
Page Count: 192
Publisher: St. Martin's
Review Posted Online: July 27, 2022
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by Ron Chernow ‧ RELEASE DATE: May 13, 2025
Essential reading for any Twain buff and student of American literature.
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A decidedly warts-and-all portrait of the man many consider to be America’s greatest writer.
It makes sense that distinguished biographer Chernow (Washington: A Life and Alexander Hamilton) has followed up his life of Ulysses S. Grant with one of Mark Twain: Twain, after all, pulled Grant out of near bankruptcy by publishing the ex-president’s Civil War memoir under extremely favorable royalty terms. The act reflected Twain’s inborn generosity and his near pathological fear of poverty, the prime mover for the constant activity that characterized the author’s life. As Chernow writes, Twain was “a protean figure who played the role of printer, pilot, miner, journalist, novelist, platform artist, toastmaster, publisher, art patron, pundit, polemicist, inventor, crusader, investor, and maverick.” He was also slippery: Twain left his beloved Mississippi River for the Nevada gold fields as a deserter from the Confederate militia, moved farther west to California to avoid being jailed for feuding, took up his pseudonym to stay a step ahead of anyone looking for Samuel Clemens, especially creditors. Twain’s flaws were many in his own day. Problematic in our own time is a casual racism that faded as he grew older (charting that “evolution in matters of racial tolerance” is one of the great strengths of Chernow’s book). Harder to explain away is Twain’s well-known but discomfiting attraction to adolescent and even preadolescent girls, recruiting “angel-fish” to keep him company and angrily declaring when asked, “It isn’t the public’s affair.” While Twain emerges from Chernow’s pages as the masterful—if sometimes wrathful and vengeful—writer that he is now widely recognized to be, he had other complexities, among them a certain gullibility as a businessman that kept that much-feared poverty often close to his door, as well as an overarchingly gloomy view of the human condition that seemed incongruous with his reputation, then and now, as a humanist.
Essential reading for any Twain buff and student of American literature.Pub Date: May 13, 2025
ISBN: 9780525561729
Page Count: 1200
Publisher: Penguin Press
Review Posted Online: Feb. 1, 2025
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2025
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