In the stories of Deborah Eisenberg, life keeps piling up, unsolved and unsolvable.
Heidi Durrow traces a young girl's harrowing plunge into racial identity.
Orhan Pamuk may be the face that Turkish literature turns to the West, but the novelist Yashar Kemal is its conscience and heart.
Ours is an age of the unexpected, the extraordinary—the uncanny. What better time to resurrect the stories of Ambrose Bierce?
In The Ask, Sam Lipsyte never ventures beyond the comfort zone of his eloquently damaged protagonist.
In Tove Jansson's The True Deceiver, the uncertainties laid bare go to the heart of human relationships.
For Herta Müller, writing is not a matter of trusting, but rather of the honesty of the deceit.
The Latin American utopia has disappeared, says novelist and crackero Jorge Volpi, and he displays little nostalgia for it.
Juan Carlos Onetti immerses himself in reality just long enough to fashion an escape. This is his peculiar gift.
There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one's own safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind.