Though I am not convinced that most writers’ lives are particularly interesting, there is no dearth of biographies of writers nor is the supply of new offerings dwindling. There is a subset of field of inquiry that examines the lives of a writers identified with a literary clique or cadre—
New York’s empty balconies need filling. Our writer inaugurates a new series about urban-gardening warfare and southeastern-facing frustration.
Toyota's scattered structure, outdated management caused its failure. Another sign we're pulling out of the recession: Restaurants are filling up again. A poll shows Tea Party supporters tend to be white males who don't think Sarah Palin is qualified to be president. By design,
Forty-seven percent of American households owe no income tax for 2009--but don't confuse "income tax" with "tax." Common tax questions and answers--e.g., why terrorist informants don't get tax breaks, but the blind do. Roundup of rumored tax-day
In my world, the build-up and anticipation for David Simon’s crew’s new creation Treme was hypertensive, culminating with the airing of the first episode on Sunday last. Perhaps the wider universe was preoccupied with the foibles of an errant golfer and hopefully paying some attention as the
As India considers saving seats for women in the government’s upper tier, a tour of the country’s rural east shows how quotas have turned women into local politicians.
Toyota suspends sale of Lexus SUV after Consumer Reports slaps a "do not buy" warning on the vehicle. What car do you tell people not to buy? Study finds that since 1980, 40 percent fewer women die from childbirth--with significant reductions in India, China, Brazil, and Egypt.
Language barrier or presidential pressure may have caused Poland's deadly crash. Tribute to retiring Supreme Court Justice Stevens: a rare, genuinely independent mind. Collector in chief takes national archives to the blogosphere. Op: By going to cable, Conan is changing the game, rather than fading away with other
My personal ambivalence regarding artistic awards and other swimsuit contests (e.g., the Oscars, Pulitzer Prize, National Book Award, Nobel) is summed up by Pulitzer-winner Gail Caldwell’s observation “that the prize didn’t mean much until you win it.” I am in no danger of winning one of
Dwight Garner, who is a devoted book person, reader, and a columnist for the New YorkTimes, has assembled and annotated a compendium of 300 book ballyhoos, entitled Read Me: A Century of Classic Book Advertisements (Ecco). I had this tome buried in one of those K-2’s of books
