In a tribute celebrating the 100th birthday of Western writer Wallace Stegner, New York Times columnist Timothy Egan recently wrote that if Señor Stegner were here to blow out the candles on his cake, ...

If you mention Wallace Stegner or Edward Abbey to a reader in the Western United States — Utah, say, or Montana — you're likely to hear a strong opinion, and possibly even a personal anecdote, about ...

Author of many books on the American West, western editor of Audubon magazine and a Pulitzer Prize-winning reporter for the Los Angeles Times, Philip L. Fradkin has a resume that seems to suit him ...

The ghost of Wallace Stegner hung over the rolling hills of West Marin this weekend, and judging by those gathered to honor his eloquent prose and essays about the American West, the ghost was not a ...

Early every morning, Wallace Stegner made the commute from his kitchen across a deck to his writing studio. Coming through sliding glass doors, he'd light a wood stove, then a cigar. When he finished ...

Like wanderers returning to the old hometown after a long time away, readers of Philip Fradkin’s new biography of Wallace Stegner will recognize familiar terrain as well as make fresh discoveries.

Getting your Trinity Audio player ready... Associated Press photo/HO, file Wallace Stegner's fan mail started with a trickle in the 1930s, opened up to a flow in 1943, after the publication of "The ...

Depending on who you ask, Wallace Stegner was either the greatest writer in the American West or someone they have never heard of. Stegner was a Pulitzer Prize winner; he won the fiction award for his ...

Wallace Stegner was more than a Pulitzer Prize-winning author of books such as "Angle of Repose," "The Spectator Bird," and "Crossing To Safety." He was a teacher and mentor to many writers, including ...

Boy, did you make a mountain out of a molehill! The article on Wallace Stegner (“Tangle of Repose,” by Susan Salter Reynolds, March 23) brought out the dialogue between Stegner and Janet Micoleau, a ...

A. O. Scott’s essay about Wallace Stegner in your June 7 issue reminded me of a day about 45 years ago when I was in Palo Alto, killing time waiting for my friend to return from a meeting. Since I ...