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Amazon.com Review In 1984, the New York Times Book Review deputy editor Le Anne Schreiber chucked her job and the fast life in Manhattan for an old house on an acre of land in a tiny town in upstate New York. There, she learned to fly fish, and along the way, she outmaneuvered a huge corporation that was dumping sludge near the unspoiled trout stream where she had promised to scatter her dying father's ashes. This book of eight essays is a memoir only in the loosest of terms. Light Years touches on topics ranging from Einstein's theory of relativity to the deaths of her mother, father, and brother, which left her 'stripped clean of family.' Ultimately, the subject is the achievement of understanding and knowledge in the face of loss. At times, the depth of this slight volume almost seems to be inversely proportional to its length. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title. Read more From Publishers Weekly This small and intimate book conjures up an essential image of a writer, full of perceptions and a wealth of memories, sitting alone at a desk crafting them into carefully honed sentences alive with sudden, sometimes painful insights. Schreiber probably writes with a computer, yet her readers will picture her by an open window with a pad and pencil or at most a manual typewriter. After leaving the hectic world of Manhattan journalism (sports editor of the New York Times, then an editor of the Book Review), Schreiber chose to live in the quiet Columbia County community of Ancram in upstate New York. She learned to accept being an outsider, to relish the growth of milkweed and the arrival of the monarch butterflies. She also draws on her surroundings and the personality of her old house to accept the deaths of her mother and father, followed by that of her only brother. Inevitably, this leads her to the contemplation of her own mortality. This is spare and intense writing that speculates about why we are the way we are, and how we are formed by our own thoughts. Few have either the aptitude or the opportunity for such reflection. To share it is a rare privilege. First serial to Glamour; author tour. Copyright 1996 Reed Business Information, Inc. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title. Read more See all Editorial Reviews

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