Though Theodor Adorno once wrote, “To write poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric,” art is one […]
Confession of the Lioness, by Mia Couto
Many of the books I read illustrate just how connected we are to each other. […]
A Paper Son, by Jason Bucholz
I rarely read author interviews. Besides the fact that I like to make my own […]
The Big Green Tent, by Ludmila Ulitskaya
One of the reasons I read fiction is to learn history. Oh, I read historical […]
The Hundred-Year Walk, by Dawn Anahid MacKeen
The more I learn of history, the more I see events repeating themselves. In some […]
The Lie, by Helen Dunmore
“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free”—so says the […]
The Bone Clocks, by David Mitchell
Reading David Mitchell’s Slade House a couple months ago sent me back to the library to […]
The Ballad of Barnabas Pierkiel, by Magdalena Zyzak
Few books begin with a line or paragraph that perfectly captures the essence of the […]
The Shining, by Stephen King
Most of the time, I read the book before I see the movie. (If I […]
The Muralist, by B.A. Shapiro
There’s a certain kind of historical fiction premise that I particularly love. The author finds […]