A boy with a parrot on his shoulder was walking along the railway tracks. His gait was dreamy and he swung a daisy as he went. With each step the boy dragged his toes in the rail bed, as if measuring out 

In the past decade, the world has gone to hell in a handbasket. Michael Chabon offers a small ray of hope.

Michael Chabon on Ursula K. Le Guin’s urgent lessons for our times.

In the past decade, the world has gone to hell in a handbasket. Michael Chabon offers a small ray of hope.

Ricky was an artist and scholar with a fearsome intellect and a biting wit. He was also a surprisingly sweet and gentle soul.

Michael Chabon on the front matter, back matter, intros, outros, forewords, afterwords, and prefaces he treasures most.

  When I saw David Lynch’s first feature film, Eraserhead, at a midnight showing at the Pittsburgh Playhouse in early 1981, it blew my seventeen-year-old mind in ways I have yet to recover from. Twin Peaks forever rewired the circuitry of the …

Even thirty-five years later, Carsickness sounds united by a sense of adventure. It’s the sound of the restlessness that is our common inheritance.

Unearthing a Viking treasure. In my career as a reader I have encountered only three people who knew The Long Ships, and all of them, like me, loved it immediately. Four for four: from this tiny but irrefutable sample I dare to extrapolate that th…