The final act of Thomas Pynchon
The most reclusive major author in America is having something of a moment in 2025 and is set to release his ninth novel
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Monday
Evie Wyld’s latest novel is unsettling yet hopeful
The Echoes is full of ghosts
Thursday
Charles Baxter’s Blood Test is a necessary novel
The novel’s central conceit serves as a sharp satire of our data-driven, algorithmic age
Monday
The chameleonic life of Claire Clairmont
Lesley McDowell restores Lord Byron’s young lover and Mary Shelley’s step-sister to thrilling, palpitating life
Monday
Kevin Barry’s latest novel is bursting with energy, brutality and poetry
The Heart in Winter is a rambunctious galumph of a story
Friday
Zadie Smith’s latest novel is glittering, grand and powerful
The Fraud is a consciously (but not self-consciously) literary novel
Monday
Blood Meridian is Cormac McCarthy’s masterpiece
It may be the Great American Novel critics have searched for
William Boyd’s latest novel is immense fun
In The Romantic , it’s as if Boyd has distilled the essence of centuries of novel-writing
Wednesday
‘Slow Horses’ is thriller television at its best
It’s not funny, but it’s terrific
Wednesday
The return of Thomas Pynchon?
The mysterious novelist posts on a movie character’s Twitter account — or does he?
Thursday
From Don Quixote to My Struggle — a survey of the novel in 160 pages
I wonder what your idea of a good novel is. Does it embody the attributes of solid plotting, characterisation and an impermeable membrane between invention and reality — the novel, that is, being a box from which nothing can leap out, and into which nothing, except what the author has chosen to put there, can leap in? And does it conform to the conventions laid down by the great writers of the 19th century? That’s what I assumed, during my schooldays; and the little that had filtered down to me of Don Quixote, which is claimed by many to be the ‘first’ novel, did not alert me to the fact
