The novel is dead. Long live the antinovel, built from scraps.

The novel is dead. Long live the antinovel, built from scraps.

In my own little way, I feel like I'm part of a group of writers who care deeply about pushing the essay forward.

Resolution and conclusion are inherent in a plot-driven narrative.

Story seems to say that everything happens for a reason and I want to say, No, it doesn’t.

You're one of 6.5 billion people now on the planet, and 99.9 percent of your genes are the same as everyone else's.

Momentum, in literary mosaic, derives not from narrative but from the subtle, progressive buildup of thematic resonances.