Unwrapping the most beautiful Gutenberg of them all.
In this fraught season of division, of incivility and outrage, much has been written about what is wrong with rural America, as if there is only sickness to be found there, as if the simplicity of diagnosis, rather than the complexity of conversation, is what is necessary.
When the earthquake begins the ripple will continue to move down the fault, radiating energy from each spot it crosses, creating an earthquake that lasts for a minute or more and a magnitude that grows to 7 or even 8. So we wait for that big earthquake. And wait.
On studying — and coping with — tinnitus.
What is lost for us with the suburban development of the landscape? The answer is many things — beauty, refuge, relief from the city. I wonder, too, if social position doesn't also play a role here, even for this more modest class.
Doctor Sunita Puri recalls her first days in palliative care.
What do Shakespeare and WeWork have in common?
I have always loved bad television. I have always loved stories that looked directly at my most basic expectations of what it is to be a human and just did the thing.
When my first novel was published, at least one older Russian audience member asked me if I even considered myself Russian. What right did I have to Russia at this point, so many years after immigration?
Three things that you really don't need to worry about, and three things you should be very worried about, according to the Worry Index.
The only woman admitted to the Motion Pictures Directors Association, Lois Weber was also the only female director among the 250 founding members of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences.
It's a literary classic for a reason, but I would never fault anyone for not being interested in devoting that attention. However, as it turns out, many people reviewing books on Amazon... would.
A scientist studies our need to believe in aliens.
Muffins don't move me, nor scones, nor sweet rolls, nor any of the breakfast pastries of the world (croissant, cornetto, brioche, kolache). My life has been encircled by doughnuts.
As I studied Gitmo from the overlook, I thought the base was an absurdity, a ludicrous embodiment of America's imperial ambitions (past and present).
It was a pioneering feminist experiment, sold as a paperback original with a big green alien on the cover.
Why do some Black writers live — having their novels turned into films 44 years later, becoming the voice of revolution and winning the highest literary awards — while others are left to die with their work going out of print, growing thick coats of dust in used bookstores and becoming nearly extinct?
Puns have long been considered the lowest form of wit. And that's true, to the extent that puns are, in fact, the foundation for all higher forms of wit.
A long sentence can seem thrillingly out of breath, deliciously tantalizing, so long as we feel the writer is still in charge.
On the remarkable legacy of Richard Macksey.