by M.C. Mah

Swing Time – Zadie Smith

In SWING TIME…there is a sense of a very accomplished novelist approaching the first-person in a low gear, trying to avoid its antic conventions.

McGlue – Ottessa Moshfegh

McGlue is covered in a lush filth.

What Would Lynne Tillman Do? – Lynne Tillman

Fiction writers’ opinions on current events have a basic, ironic appeal: Credentials, qualifications — they have none.

MFA vs NYC – ed. Chad Harbach

There’s naked commerce, and there’s writing with a concept of the reader. That will still be an important difference when we’re all MFAs and the water rises.

Narcissist at the End of the World

Of all human qualities that catastrophe might emphasize, could it be narcissism that proves itself roach-like, invulnerable?

The Revolution of Every Day – Cari Luna

The knives aren’t what they used to be.

Printing Out the Internet: The Novel in the Age of Small Phones

Our fiction — great mirror that it should be —- stares down the reader’s demands as to contemporary realism. Three recent novels — Night Film, Zadie Smith’s NW, and Tao Lin’s Taipei — are called on to catch up, or gracefully decline to keep pace at all.