He is now best known for that dramatic pot-boiler, An Inspector Calls. But Priestley’s gripping novels show an instinctive understand of England and a faith in the power of literature.
When my friend and I started a Twitter account called Bougie London Literary Woman one cold Sunday in November, I underestimated how far our joke would travel.
It was boredom that produced Thorn and hundreds of artists like her. Now that it’s gone we might miss it.
Our culture of permanent activity is making us ill. Can slobs and slackers teach us a different way to live?
His strange, self-referential novels are finally winning the 79-year-old Australian fame.
Concerned with fame and longing, the novel is set in hotels and airports, sterile apartment blocks, gyms and yoga classes.
Africa’s relationship with the wider world continues to be understood largely through colonialism. But before this came centuries of contact and interaction with outsiders, and not just Europeans.
Public life in Britain is dominated by the privately educated. What can be done to change a system that favours the children of the affluent?
Roupenian bites unsparingly into the darkest chambers of the human heart.
Obioma’s second novel is a shaggy dog story about a hapless young poultry farmer.
India’s digital revolution is being driven almost exclusively by the smartphone. But what are the effects of this love affair?