“Chicken Soup for the Soul” meets “The Twilight Zone” is the vibe in John McCaffrey’s new short volume of 11 brief stories.

When they became the new owners of Canio’s Books in 1999, Kathryn Szoka and Maryann Calendrille didn’t just buy a business; they bought into a community.

Gary McAvoy’s ironically titled new book accuses Truman Capote of guilt by omission in the writing of “In Cold Blood,” and says the recently discovered notebooks of Harold Nye of the Kansas Bureau of Investigation contain smoking-gun evidence.

Richard Panchyk has put together a kind of visual reference guide using Army Air Service photos from the 1920s to 1940, and Long Island, from Queens to Montauk, never looked better.

A master of audiobooks voice work will do what he does best — speak — about his craft and career at the library in Amagansett. Colson Whitehead, meanwhile, makes it onto another long-list for a top award.

Alafair Burke, a talented author of domestic noir, is back with “The Better Sister,” exploring sibling rivalry and the dark underbelly of family life.

Paul McCartney, Amagansett resident and grandparent (and wasn’t he with some band once?), has just come out with his first picture book, “Hey Grandude,” while the McMullans return with a tale of two French bulldogs and Susan Verde brings a heart-restorative “I Am Love” for worried kids.

“The Great American Sports Page” has Mike Lupica on the brother of a football-playing fireman killed on 9/11, Robert Lipsyte on Dick Tiger, a boxer with a championship belt and a champion's conscience, and the timeless hyperbole of Grantland Rice.

John O’Malley’s “Urethane Revolution” is a surprisingly compelling and sometimes moving firsthand history of how the development of urethane wheels took skating to where it is today — a cultural phenomenon and, as of next summer, Olympic sport.

We’ll never tire of Elvis, and, when it comes to rock ’n’ roll, he represents the exponential leap from what was to what is, a point that is well made in Richard Zoglin’s “Elvis in Vegas,” which chronicles the King’s return to live performing from the self-imposed gulag of his B-movie-making period.