Miss Craven has written what is probably the shortest autobiography since [Rudyard] Kipling's Something of Myself, and at that, much of it is devoted to the research and travel underlying her great success, I Heard the Owl Call My Name. With no emotional confessions, no extended descriptions, no lamentations about what must have been terrifying eye trouble, minimal information about family, friends, and finances, this is an extraordinarily modest reminiscence.

Phoebe-Lou Adams, "PLA: 'Again Calls the Owl'," in The Atlantic Monthly (copyright © 1980, by The Atlantic Monthly Company, Boston, Mass.; reprinted with permission), Vol. 245, No. 4, April, 1980, p. 128.

[Again Calls the Owl is a] rich, though too loosely constructed, memoir in which Craven recalls her evolution as a writer, beginning with her years at Stanford and ending, rather abruptly, with remarks about the publication of her book based on childhood recollections, Walk Gently This Good Earth…. Whether Craven is conjuring...