With both the highly anticipated arrival of Blake Bailey’s Philip Roth biography and what’s transpired since, it’s harder to know what to think—about either subject.
George Scialabba has provided not just a profound account of depression, but a reminder of how precarious our lives can be, and how much we need each other.
The dashing, Johnny Depp-ian swashbuckler may live in our stories, but the motivation for “turning pirate” rarely has anything to do with a yearning for open waters.
The end-of-summer book rush is here: Jane Austen and the Brontës reimagined, poetry lauding birdsong and lamenting Twitter, and new novels by familiar authors.
