ONE OF NPR’S BEST BOOKS OF 2019

A “warm and funny and honest…genuinely unputdownable” (Curtis Sittenfeld) memoir chronicling what it’s like to live in today’s world as a fat man, from acclaimed journalist Tommy Tomlinson, who, as he neared the age of fifty, weighed 460 pounds and decided he had to change his life.

When he was almost fifty years old, Tommy Tomlinson weighed an astonishing—and dangerous—460 pounds, at risk for heart disease, diabetes, and stroke, unable to climb a flight of stairs without having to catch his breath, or travel on an airplane without buying two seats. Raised in a family that loved food, he had been aware of the problem for years, seeing doctors and trying diets from the time he was a preteen. But nothing worked, and every time he tried to make a change, it didn’t go the way he planned—in fact, he wasn’t sure that he really wanted to change.

In The Elephant in the Room, Tomlinson chronicles his lifelong battle with weight in a voice that combines the urgency of Roxane Gay’s Hunger with the intimacy of Rick Bragg’s All Over but the Shoutin’. He also hits the road to meet other members of the plus-sized tribe in an attempt to understand how, as a nation, we got to this point. From buying a Fitbit and setting exercise goals to contemplating the Heart Attack Grill in Las Vegas, America’s “capital of food porn,” and modifying his own diet, Tomlinson brings us along on a candid and sometimes brutal look at the everyday experience of being constantly aware of your size. Over the course of the book, he confronts these issues head-on and chronicles the practical steps he has to take to lose weight by the end.

“What could have been a wallow in memoir self-pity is raised to art by Tomlinson’s wit and prose” (Rolling Stone). Affecting and searingly honest, The Elephant in the Room is an “inspirational” (The New York Times) memoir that will resonate with anyone who has grappled with addiction, shame, or self-consciousness. “Add this to your reading list ASAP” (Charlotte Magazine).

They were looking forward to wedding bells. Instead, she’s on a desperate rescue mission inside Afghanistan…

RCMP Detective Bernadette Callahan’s tough exterior and rash thinking may have gone too far. Guilt-ridden after a fight drives her boyfriend to risky security work in the Middle East, she’s devastated when he disappears. And when he’s accused of stealing a sacred Muslim artifact, she’s determined to bring him back alive.

Racing to Kandahar to free her beloved, the gutsy Mountie is forced to partner up with a terrified interpreter and a stoner bodyguard. As evidence piles up against her future husband, her ragtag team races the clock to reach him before someone collects the bounty on his head.

Can Callahan survive a search-and-rescue in the middle of a war zone, or will her betrothed face a fate worse than death?

Caught in the Crossfire is the fourth book in the action-packed Detective Bernadette Callahan Mystery thriller series. If you like courageous heroines, high stakes, and dangerous locales, then you’ll love Lyle Nicholson’s explosive page-turner.

Six billionaires. One unforgettable birthday bash. Now their livelihoods are in the hands of a stranger.
Golden boy Finn Larsson is the third of the Society chosen by the ominous, never-seen Smith for assignment. Sent to a sparsely populated area of California, he’s tasked to save the Wilde’s ranch and amusement park from ruin. Upon his arrival, his gut reaction is to quit. After learning more from the elderly couple who own the land and run the park, he suggests they get a lawyer and file for bankruptcy or sell the property. Enter Charlotte Wilde, their lawyer daughter, from L.A. One look, and Finn is smitten. Save the Wildes becomes his motto.

*This is a standalone read.*

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My name is Courtney Jane Salinger…
and I’m sick of games.

Sick of the Friday night bar-scene-cum-meat-market.
Sick of the boy-girl, man-woman, mars-venus, flirtation-without-expectation, game-playing nonsense.
Sick of awful dates and one-night stands, booty calls and guys who don’t call back, mixed messages or NO messages and—and—and…I’m sick of all of it.

I’m done.
I just can’t do it anymore.
It’s too hard, and worse: little by little, it’s making me hard.
It’s breaking my heart.

What DO I want?
That’s easy.

I want a house in suburbia with a white picket fence.
I want babies to buckle into a minivan.
But most of all, I want to be married.
I want a husband.

So I’ve made an important decision: I’m making my escape from the dating world and the single life.
I’ve filled out my application on ArrangeMe.com and I’m putting my fate into the hands of experts.

Is it a little scary?
Sure.
I mean, I have no idea who I’ll end up with. After all, I’m planning to marry a complete stranger.

But between you and me?
I can’t wait.
Being arranged can’t possibly be worse than being single.
Can it?