Here’s something I’m very excited about. One of my most favorite authors (for his epic and lyrical storytelling) will release this new book on August/September 2009.

Publisher’s description:

[514 pages. Published by Doubleday]

An unlikely group of Charlestonian teens forms a friendship in 1969, just as the certainties and verities of southern society are quaked by the social and political forces unleashed earlier in the decade. They come from all walks of life, from the privileged homes of the aristocracy, from an orphanage, from a broken home where an alcoholic mother and her twins live in fear of a murderous father, from the home of public high school’s first black football coach, and from the home of the same school’s principal. The group’s fulcrum, Leopold Bloom King, second son of an ex-nun Joyce scholar, who is also the school’s principal, and a science-teacher father, is just climbing out of childhood mental illness after having discovered his handsome, popular, athletic, scholarly older brother dead from suicide. Over the next two decades, these friends find success in journalism, the bar, law enforcement, music, and Hollywood. Echoing some themes from his earlier novels, Conroy fleshes out the almost impossibly dramatic details of each of the friends’ lives in this vast, intricate story, and he reveals truths about love, lust, classism, racism, religion, and what it means to be shaped by a particular place, be it Charleston, South Carolina [the nearby Outer Banks], or anywhere else in the U.S.

“There is such a thing as too much beauty in a woman and it is often a burden as crippling as homeliness and far more dangerous. It takes much luck and integrity to survive the gift of perfect beauty, and its impermanence is its most cunning betrayal.”

-Pat Conroy, The Prince of Tides

You get a little moody sometimes but I think that’s because you like to read. People that like to read are always a little f*ck3d up.

— Pat Conroy (The Prince of Tides)

[Z: Can I do that with quotes? They say swear words affect domain visibility (*shrugs*).]

But no one walks out of his family without reprisals: a family is too disciplined an army to offer compassion to its deserters.

-Pat Conroy (Beach Music)