White Noise is a critical look at our modern world and our own mortality told through a family rich in character and complexity. Don DeLillo wisely captures the patterns of human thought, our ability to examine life in an almost exhausting stream of consciousness and then instantly move onto other things.
If you’re still high on exhilaration from June’s historic Supreme Court decision, we don’t blame you. Looking for ways to keep celebrating pride in all its forms? We’ve got you covered with our list of eleven works of LGBTQ–centric fiction. As these powerful novels remind us, life isn’t all rainbows but it is certainly worth fighting for.
That war stories must occur in strange lands far from home, filled with bullets and blood, remains a powerful fallacy. The consequences and effects of war can’t be contained so neatly. Stories of war are stories of love, stories of loss and longing, stories of hope. Stories of war are stories of before and after, of inheritance and memory. The best stories of war are so much more than stories of armed conflict. They are stories of humanity.
Here are twelve novels of war that explore exactly that.
British novelist Angela Carter once declared, “Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual.” This feeling of perpetual movement—that the city is continually revealing new aspects of itself—is perhaps what makes it so universally beloved by residents and tourists alike. These twelve books place New York center stage as a living, breathing character in its own right.
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Those who haven’t read Karen Joy Fowler’s We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves may or may not be aware of the “spoiler” that gives this story its power—but either way, this book will stick with you forever.
When my family planned a trip to Scotland this past summer, we were told by everyone to read the Outlander series before we left.
Maybe it was the timing, but I wasn’t too interested in Diana Gabaldon’s historical fiction series just yet. I went to Scotland, had a great time, and didn’t think about the books until the temperature finally dropped. Once the nights became longer, I was in desperate need of a good series to binge read with lots of hot tea next to me.
When they’re not pawing the pages and competing for your attention, a cat can be the perfect reading companion. Not only do they make great lap warmers and confidants, cats have also made their way into some of our favorite books! From the hometown heroes and family pets to the magical, talking, vodka-drinking whiskered fiends below, there is bound to be a cat-centric book for even the dog lovers out there.
We like to romanticize the age of sixteen.
Pop culture tells us it’s a turning point, filled with sweet birthdays and sexual awakenings. Mine was not that dramatic, but sixteen was a turning point for me, though not for any of the reasons that John Hughes claimed it would be. At sixteen I was introduced to Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh, the kind of eccentric writer whom only England can produce. Waugh’s delicious coming-of-age tale of star-crossed lovers and sexually ambiguous pretty boys drinking their way through guilt trips over religion and lost love provided an admittedly romantic backdrop to my own rocky adolescent journey to adulthood.
We like big books and we cannot lie—we buy them, we shelve them, and we stare at them, promising that someday, when we have the time, we’ll read them. Winter is the perfect season for crossing some of those wonderful doorstops off your list. Pour that hot cocoa, grab that blanket, and settle yourself into your favorite reading spot. You’re going to be there for a while, and love every minute of it.
I’m now at the age where time is a villain in a horror movie. Time is frightening to me—hours lost at bad dinner parties, seconds stolen in conversation with dullards. I’m a control freak, and time is the biggest and baddest of beasts, mysterious and confounding. In real life, it is terrifying to navigate the collapsing tunnel of aging; some days sprint by, some days I am bitten by nostalgia and overwhelmed by sadness.