His presumed air of intelligence is what defines him, and ultimately reveals to the reader the unsettling nature of how this boy sees himself in comparison to those around him.
Atwood once again smoothly reveals a deftness of craft and the power that the art of storytelling has, no matter what the vehicle or venue.
The trend of disintegrating the boundaries constructed around identity is, for me, most openly apparent in books that examine girls crossing the threshold into womanhood, and the causalities that so often occur during that in-between state.
The glossy hardcover is two parts cookbook, one part love story.
Late at night after the presidential election, I got up, turned on my light and took out my copy of ‘Swamplandia,’ by Karen Russell.
The frustration is palpable in her acerbic writing; she doesn’t coat her words.
Whitehead stares unflinchingly into the past, reaching in and pulling out the stories which we most need to hear, the ones we often pretend we don’t see right in front of us.
Could the scientific nature of New Criticism have a place in today’s literary world?
“Sleeping of Jupiter” is first and foremost a book about women.
“The Wonder,” like “Room” or “Slammerkin,” is impossible to put down.