At a time when female critics from Caitlin Moran to Mary Beard are being harassed all over the Internet, the lack of editorial attitude is troubling.
Some people might criticize me for expecting a literary author to hold my hand and make it easy.
My paperback copy, first purchased in 2004, is tattered and coffee-stained with faded Post-it Notes.
While entrepreneurship works for high-tech startups, grafting it to what creative writers do is like sticking a brick on an apple tree.
Having a famous parent is a leg up to nowhere. It made sense to people that Kurt Vonnegut’s son would have mental health problems.
