You get to be Odysseus. I’m typecast as Penelope.
It was two in the afternoon, but the aquarium bar was dim and quiet, an artificial slice of night.
Killing Commendatore is the most recent entry in Haruki Murakami’s canon of sensory and supernatural games of chance.
Addiction doesn’t disappear, it only changes forms. I was hooked on idleness, but now I'm hooked on work.
I continued on my way down that boundless, endless white road that seemed to stretch on and on and on.
Tana French's The Witch Elm gives rise to real questions about identity, the nature of self-perception, and the limitations of being in your own head.
Kate Atkinson's latest novel follows protagonist Juliet as she transcribes documents during World War II and is swept into a high-tension waiting game.
Gary Shteyngart's newest novel Lake Success serves as a vivid, colorful pastoral of America in all its glamour and blemishes.
It was you, wasn’t it, Belmira? I know you can’t hear me, now that you’ve gone someplace far away.
In The Golden State, protagonist Daphne's choice speaks to a thought many toy with: how dangerously easy it would be to abandon everything.
Ben Marcus talks about sequencing his stories, writing characters that want the unattainable, and mood-enhancing mist, among other things.
The twelve tales in Abbey Mei Otis's short story collection lure you in with the fantastic and surreal.