Several BookMen (Grant Thompson, Brian Doyle, Stuart Sotsky, Ted Coltman and moi) had the pleasure of attending Thomas Mallon's appearance at the Cosmos Club last Tuesday to promote his new memoir, The Very Heart of It: New York Diaries, 1983-1994.
You may recall that last fall, I nominated the book for our current reading list. It got some votes, but didn't quite make the cut.
I nominated it largely on the strength of his most famous novel, Fellow Travelers, which we discussed back in 2008. (It was later adapted into an opera and a Paramount limited TV series, both quite enjoyable in different ways.) Now that I actually have the book in hand (which the author kindly autographed for me after the luncheon), and have read the opening section (1983), however, I think we dodged a bullet.
That's not because the book is dull or flawed in any way; Mallon is a fine writer, and I have every intention of finishing it. Rather, I think it would have been difficult to conduct a satisfying discussion of a succession of diary entries--something I probably should have anticipated when deciding whether to nominate it. Mea culpa.
Monday, January 26, 2026
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