I spent a few days in DC over the long weekend for a wedding. Walking around leafy and well-appointed Capital Hill, I overheard a conversation between two older folks, as their dogs warily sniffed each other, about how people were taking and selling books from the little free libraries around the neighborhood. What could be done to make sure the books...

Oh, Jay Gatsby. That rascal of yore, that West Egg striver. His story has haunted the Great American canon for just-about-a hundred years. And Fitzgerald’s classic seems, to me, to be in its own class when it comes to spawning dramatic adaptations. By my count, there are at least six Gatsby movies, two plays, and an opera. And this week, out of town...

According to the powers that be (er, apparently according to Dan Wickett of the Emerging Writers Network), May is Short Story Month. To celebrate, for the second year in a row, the Literary Hub staff will be recommending a single short story, free* to read online, every (work) day of the month. Why not read along with us? Today, we recommend: “The...

Hello, readers! I’m your host, Kristen Arnett, advice columnist (and Dad) extraordinaire. I’m excited to welcome you back to yet another special episode of Am I the Literary Asshole?, an advice column that asks if “head empty, just vibes” is simply a nice way of describing a hangover. My head? Empty. But the vibes? Pal, they’re immaculate. Today I’m...

TODAY: In 1967, One Hundred Years of Solitude (Cien años de soledad) is published in Buenos Aires.  “As I became more entrenched in the White nationalist movement, I gained more power to cause more harm to people and society in ways I came to deeply regret.” R. Derek Black on the extreme ideology of their upbringing and how young White nationalists...

Another month of books, another month of book covers. Things got pretty wacky (and pretty pink) in May—here are my favorites from the long, weird month that was: Georgi Gospodinov, tr. Angela Rodel, Time Shelter (paperback); cover design by Jason Arias (Liveright, May 7) It’s like someone threw a Magritte through a window. Or through…time? Fiona...