Christopher Buckley on Faith, Relics, and the Republican Party
In Conversation with the Author of The Relic Master
The Past
Tessa Hadley
“The rusty padlock held, but pointlessly, because the hasp was entirely loose from the door frame; the door stood slightly ajar, and when they tugged at it opened wide enough to let them squeeze through.”
The Life and Times of the Great Rafael Chirbes
"Literature Demands a Form of Aloneness That Can Be Unbearable"
A 200-Year-Old Writing Center
Noreen Tomassi Tells Michele Filgate About the Origins of the Center for Fiction
The Time My Grown-Up Novel Was Marketed As Young Adult
On the Ever-Blurring Lines Across Literary Genres
5 Books Making News This Week: 2016’s First Raves
Elizabeth Strout, Sunil Yapa, Daniel Sada, and More
Mr. Splitfoot
Samantha Hunt
“I’m smarter now that my smartphone is gone. I can pay attention in a different way. I know what strangers are thinking. I know when a town is coming before it comes because the pollution changes a half mile out.”
Travelers Rest
Keith Lee Morris
"There in the ruined hotel in Goodbye, Idaho, on his third day all alone, during the midst of his evening inspections, 10-year-old Dewey Addison was tiptoeing around the fourth floor when he passed an open doorway and thought he saw something move."
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