Yes, he emphasised, a little country; and with inhabitants so much limited in number it was unlikely you would even hear them rattle on any occasion when the Al... Read more
‘I don’t know why the hell I write so many letters,’ Raymond Chandler once wrote, in a letter. ‘I guess my mind is just too active for its own good!’ Chandler d... Read more
Writers reflect on September 2018, and touring during the nomination of Brett Kavanaugh to the Supreme Court
Preti Taneja, Jennifer Croft, Chika Unigwe, Shobha Rao, Danielle Evans, Sarah Weinman, Sharmila Sen, Diana Henderson, Jeanne McCulloch
Preti Taneja
I arrive... Read more
It doesn’t so much begin as swoop into land: thirty seconds of silence followed by the gathering swell of sputtering static and a sighing, weary chorus of what ... Read more
Adam Phillips in conversation with Nicholas Barrett
In his 2016 biography of Sigmund Freud, Adam Phillips describes the development of psychoanalysis as an attempt by the secular Jews of Vienna to recreate the ex... Read more
The style guides say: keep your sentences short. Write cleanly, cut as many words as you can, and don’t overburden your reader’s short-term memory by delaying t... Read more
The first step is to move blinking into the light. Then, maybe, to survey the wreckage. Then, maybe, to renounce the fear in your dirty heart.
It is a fact u... Read more
One day I took the train to see historian Antony Beevor in rural Kent. On the drive to his place from Bekesbourne Station, through country lanes, we passed ‘Osw... Read more
I’m grateful for the new pub, and on a Sunday afternoon my wife, two sons and I will while away a few hours watching soccer on the at-screen TV, drinking a pint... Read more
The callousness of Brexit; the empathy of poets. By Martha Sprackland
Brexit feels personal. In my late teens I lived in Madrid, the solar plexus of the body of main-land Spain. I spend my life returning to it, now, an always-retu... Read more
