UNP staff members are always reading new books, both within our list and outside of what we publish. Here are some of the titles where our noses have been buried. February Staff Reading List An Orchestra Of Minorities: … Continue reading What We’re Reading
A Nebraska native, Mary K. Stillwell has studied writing in New York and, with Ted Kooser, on the plains and earned her PhD in plains literature from the University of Nebraska–Lincoln. She served as coeditor of Nebraska Presence: An Anthology of … Continue reading From the Desk of Mary K. Stillwell: 2018 One Book One Nebraska
Tomorrow is the Nebraska Center for the Book’s Celebration of Nebraska Books at the Nebraska History Museum! Winners of the 2017 Nebraska Book Awards will be honored and the celebration will include readings by some of the winning authors, designers, … Continue reading A Celebration of Nebraska Books
Not long after Black Elk Speaks was chosen as this year’s One Book One Nebraska, there was another book announcement. One particular town in western Nebraska would be reading one other UNP book this year. Chosen from the Nebraska sesquicentennial reading list, residents … Continue reading 2017 One Book One Cozad
Anna Weir is a publicist who reads with a pen and a cup of tea close at hand. It’s this time of year, smack dab in the middle of January, that people bail out of their New Year’s resolutions. I … Continue reading The Marketeers Club: I tried
A shining classic amid 150 outstanding books For the past twelve years, the Nebraska Center for the Book has selected one book for the year as its pick for book clubs, schools, and casual reading across Nebraska. The One Book One Nebraska … Continue reading 2017 One Book One Nebraska
Nebraska Native’s Vietnam memoir chosen for 2015 One Book One Nebraska Nebraskans have new required reading material. The 2015 One Book One Nebraska selection is Death Zones and Darling Spies: Seven Years of Vietnam War Reporting (University of Nebraska … Continue reading 2015 One Book One Nebraska
"In the weeks just before Christmas, my father’s store was busiest, its narrow aisles crowded with shoppers, its carefully arranged displays rumpled and disarrayed, and its floors slippery with melting snow. On Saturdays and when school let out in the afternoons, my sister and I helped out. She worked on the sales floor, and I made bows for the women in the gift-wrap booth.