

Larson writes historic non-fiction with remarkable balance & dexterity.
He brings forth personal detail to invite emotional resonance & recognition, making something so distant as a shipwreck 110 years ago feel near & vital.
Then he steps back to widen the scope, to show how incidents of the past intersect & connect, reflect & echo.
It‘s a rhythm of “up close” then “big picture” then back again. And I will read as many books as he puts out.