John D. & Catherine T. MacArthur Foundation

There’s a fine line between the creative and the unbearably weird in writing, and again Karen Russell seems to have hit the mark — at least within a margin of error — in her prose.


The question of justice just out of reach, the play settles for a question of empathy.


At a slim 48 pages, Sally Rooney’s “Mr Salary” delivers a deliciously illicit and poignant love story.

Sally Rooney

Rooney, who came of age with the 2008 crash and austerity politics as a central event in her life, is skillful at teasing out the social mythologies of the present moment, where everything is in flux and precarity reigns.


There was some jealousy of my past self and the first, traumatic slog through the book, too, mixed also with a bit of love for the characters in the story.

"Game of Thrones"

“Game of Thrones” is unforgiving, and that’s something those of us who watch the show seem to love about it. All these recent conversations about season 8 have carried a similar trend of excitement that verges on betting: Who will live? Who will die?

Samantha Della Fera

That’s not to say this book works on universal experiences, though. Langsdorf’s book is most accessible to the exact people she is writing about: Sexually-repressed suburbia-dwellers with the time and money to care about trees and hosting guests. Langsdorf’s characters don’t have too many problems — an overbearing mother here, a bratty daughter there — but the way they deal with these first-world issues is too chaotic to pass up.

Lisa Scottoline

In spite of that, it was hard to abandon “Someone Knows.” It was like watching a car-crash in action. You know that it would end terribly, yet you still can’t peel your eyes away.

The second installment of Graphic Content

I recently had a chance to interview Michael DeForge over email about social media, solitude and his new graphic novel, among other things.

Claudia Rankine

It is also a precarious match: Charlotte’s art centers on the Black experience and its nuances, trying to offer a lens into the space where few are allowed. Charles and Virginia are white, both with a near-obsessive desire to do good politically, collecting art pieces on the experience of Black suffering. By the time the Spencer’s activist son, Alex, joins the dinner a quarter of the way into the play, the tension is choking.