The ancient art of the literary rejection

The second-hand book trade has lost much of its romance and charm, not to mention eccentric establishments and their owners

Down with the gratitude-bloat of authors’ endless lists of acknowledgements

Gwendolyn Brooks’s Maud Martha has been published in Britain for the first time

The timid world of BritLit needs to be shaken up by a mutinous new clique of writers

The enduring popularity of fantasy and horror fiction proves that we still live in the long, dark shadow of the Gothic novel

To make people laugh for an hour is good business sense — but it says nothing about writing, or creativity, or art

Why is the modern British novel so terribly earnest and irrepressibly juvenile?

On the material culture of the book

No infectious disease has left its scars on the body of literature like tuberculosis