David Bowie, William Shatner, Constance Wu

Depending on how liberal you are with the definition of memoir, this could be Shatner’s ninth autobiographical outing. At 91, the star trek The actor is still hungry for more adventure, more ways to express himself — and more work. (He hosts a history show, has recently released another Spoken Word album, and is writing lyrics for his next one.) Shatner delivers his subtitle, offering thoughts on the natural world (and his deep regret for chasing the sport) that Beauty of life, and… the erotic energy of toasted rye bread. Man is nothing if he is not in touch with his emotions. He remembers taking Jeff Bezos’ Blue Origin to the edge of space last year; the sight of the wide, cold expanse filled him with unexpected fear and moved him to tears. Another memory fulfills the title’s unintended promise to go bold: He peed (nered?) his pants in the middle of the premiere of his one-man show in 2012. He was quick to announce a “technical problem,” ran off the stage, changed, then stepped back into the spotlight to finish his show, a testament to his work ethic. Not all of the material here is fresh, but a lot of it is fun.

A side note for fans of celebrity memoirs: this month has a bumper harvest before the holidays. In addition to Shatner and Wu, there are titles from Jemele Hill, Tom Felton, Ralph Macchio, Geena Davis, Sam Heughan and Chelsea Manning, as well as posthumous fare from Paul Newman and Alan Rickman.