In 1840s Toronto, a woman named Grace Marks, just shy of 16 years old, escapes with a man after one or both of them murder their employer and his housekeeper-turned-mistress.
Jeong calls bullshit on the predominant stance that online harassment is an unsolveable problem.
Critical and flippant, funny and devastating, calming and maddening.
This hurried collection of short works by Fitzgerald from New Directions purports to be about booze but is really more steeped in it.
In a near future marked by rising sea level, two girls embark on ambitious ventures.
Helen Macdonald’s book is part memoir of grief, part close literary study, and somehow also a tale of rewilding—not of the landscape, but of the author herself.
Thirsty and fierce. There are lines in here that absoultely floored me.
“We have not ended racial caste in America, we have merely redesigned it,” writes Michelle Alexander, in her damning history of mass incarceration.
A planet named Urras is host to a habitable moon known as Anarres. Some seven generations ago, a group of communist settlers left Urras to build a colony on the moon, after which the communication between the colonists and the planet all but ceased.
A criticism of technology that puts the needs of humans ahead of the needs of technology.
A human envoy arrives on a planet known as “Winter.” His solitary mission is to welcome the people of Winter to a collection of planets, but to do so he must first find welcome himself.
The thesis of Melissa Gira Grant’s Playing The Whore is simple: sex work is work.
Drones, haptics, ocular implants, virtual reality, climate change, nanotechnology, celebrity: like all of Gibson’s novels, The Peripheral is a novel of the future that’s entirely about the present.
A vigorous defense of the value of culture and a rejection of simplistic market fantasies that reduce art, journalism, and music to demand economics.
Naomi Klein’s newest book has a singular and irrefutable claim: responding to climate change requires nothing less than dismantling capitalism from the ground up.
We should all be as bad at feminism as Roxane Gay is.
An important counter-narrative to the usual mythical startup genre.
A breezy and utilitarian introduction to remote working.
Bakewell brilliantly extracts principles for living from Montaigne’s life and letters; this is a biography which is transparent about its purpose.
The title is cheeky, the subject is not: Solnit’s explorations into the power structures that underlie violence against women, rape culture, marriage equality, and, yes—mansplaining—is both scathing and hopeful.