Grann tells the remarkable true of story of Henry Worsley. A devoted husband and father and a decorated British special forces officer, Worsley spent his life idolizing Ernest Shackleton, the nineteenth-century polar explorer, who tried to become the first person to reach the South Pole, and later sought to cross Antarctica on foot. Shackleton never completed his journeys, but he repeatedly rescued his men from certain death, and emerged as one of the greatest leaders in history.
The book was selected as one of the best or notable books of 2017 by the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, Washington Post, Los Angeles Times, Time, Entertainment Weekly, Boston Globe, Bloomberg, San Francisco Chronicle, NPR, PBS, Seattle Times, Smithsonian, GQ, Slate, Buzzfeed, Vogue, Cosmopolitan, Outside, The Week, Star Tribune, Newsday, Kirkus, Library Journal, Marshall Project, Parade, History, Paste, Powells, and Barnes and Noble. Vulture named it the best thriller of the year. And both Amazon and Shelf Awareness chose it as the single best book of 2017. According to Literary Hub, it was also the best reviewed nonfiction book of the year.
In its citation, the judges for the National Book Award wrote that Killers of the Flower Moon is “structured taut as a noir, researched like an indictment, and written with hard-boiled empathy.” The book also won an Edgar Award for best true mystery, a Spur Award for best work of historical nonfiction, and an Indies Choice Award for best adult nonfiction book of the year, and it was a recipient of the Oklahoma Book Award and the Oklahoma Historical Society’s prize for outstanding book on Oklahoma history. In addition, it was finalist for an Andrew Carnegie Medal for Excellence in Nonfiction.
“A fascinating account of a tragic and forgotten chapter in the history of the American West. As in all his work, David Grann digs deep, and this powerful story reveals the unimaginable scale of these shocking murders almost a hundred years ago.”
From New Yorker staff writer David Grann, #1 New York Times best-selling author of The Lost City of Z, a twisting, haunting true-life murder mystery about one of the most monstrous crimes in American history.
The Lost City of Z film will close this year’s New York Film Festival, Saturday, October 15th.
Jonah Weiner discusses my work at Slate.
I don’t get to take too much time from writing for The New Yorker, but I recently blogged at the Powell’s blog, which was a lot of fun, and this week I’m blogging The New Yorker’s book blog, “The Book Bench.” Here’s my first post: “David Grann Takes the Bench.”
The Lost City of Z hit The New York Times Bestseller List for paperback nonfiction last week at #1!
I was on CBS’s Sunday Morning on Sunday the 21st. Here’s an excerpt from the conversation:
On a cold January day in 1925, a tall, distinguished gentleman hurried across the docks in Hoboken, New Jersey, toward the SS Vauban, a five-hundred-and-eleven-foot ocean liner bound for Rio de Janeiro. He was fifty- seven years old and stood over six feet, his long arms corded with muscles. Although his hair was thinning and his mustache was flecked with white, he was so fit that he could walk for days with little, if any, rest or nourishment. His nose was crooked like a boxer’s, and there was something ferocious about his appearance, especially his eyes. They were set close together and peered out from under thick tufts of hair. No one, not even his family, seemed to agree on their color– some thought they were blue, others gray. Yet virtually everyone who encountered him was struck by their intensity: some called them “the eyes of a visionary.” He had frequently been photographed in riding boots and wearing a Stetson, with a rifle slung over his shoulder, but even in a suit and a tie, and without his customary wild beard, he could be recognized by the crowds on the pier. He was Colonel Percy Harrison Fawcett, and his name was known throughout the world.