

The question is, who gets to wave the fan?’ ” “One told me, ‘Picture her with everyone gathered around, awaiting her instructions.

“Her students call her the god,” she writes of charismatic archaeologist Corinne Hofman. Johnson, a veteran magazine writer and editor, has a knack for enlivening a potentially dry subject with vivid sketches, punchy quotes and lively scene-setting. Yet it also lovingly conveys archaeology’s romance. “Lives in Ruins” soberingly depicts historic sites destroyed, valuable artifacts looted, and archaeologists perennially underpaid and frequently unemployed. She’s just as gung-ho in her new book, declaring on, “There is no better time than now to follow archaeologists.” Johnson is not a thoughtless cheerleader. “This Book Is Overdue!” proclaims that librarians stand at the vanguard of 21st-century literacy “The Dead Beat” hails a golden age of obituary writing. When Marilyn Johnson reports on a profession, she does it with proselytizing enthusiasm. Archaeologists and the Seductive Lure of Human Rubble
