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Last week I finished Sing, Unburied, Sing by Jesmyn Ward. It’s a southern gothic that encompasses the ghosts of Mississippi’s past and present. It was a slow build for me, but worth it in the end. I’m currently reading The Farm by Joanne Ramos, and I am horrified. I can’t put it down. —Jen DePoorter, marketing coordinator

I was recently on vacation in Ireland and took Ursula K. Le Guin’s No Time to Spare with me. A collection of blog posts she wrote in the last few years of her life, it was the perfect thing for reading in stolen moments in hotels and coffee shops. I’ll never forget drinking tea on a quiet, misty morning in Killarney and tearing up over the 13-line poem, “Words for the Dead,” she wrote for a mouse killed by her cat. —Allison Felus, production director

I read this article a couple of weeks ago and it absolutely stunned me. I have shared it with as many people as I can ever since. In honor of July’s anniversary of the moon landing, it reveals how close we came to failure on Apollo 11 and provides the speech that Nixon was prepared to give should the worst happen. The words are deeply poignant, and a powerful reminder that history is not and was not inevitable.  —Alex Granato, editorial and subrights associate

I’m halfway through Homegoing, and wow. The story begins with the different perspectives of two women in Ghana around the 1700s. One woman marries an Englishman and stays in Africa, while the other is enslaved and shipped off to America. The following chapters alternate between each of their descendants throughout hundreds of years. I had put off reading it for a while because I don’t usually like alternating perspectives or family sagas, but Yaa Gyasi makes each character feel so real. She humanizes history more than any book I’ve read. —Emily Lewis, marketing associate

I loved Looker by Laura Sims, a creepy, cinematic twist on the domestic thriller genre that haunts you with its recursive, tightening obsession with what it means to be the subject and object of one’s own life. —Kara Rota, senior editor