"[...] Shining his pure light on a world full of corruption. Lecturing other men on their sexism. It's like he wants there to be a world full of women and only one man who understands them. I know that kind of guy. They give me the creeps."
[...] the false promise of the Internet and social media as substitutes for journalism--the idea that you didn't need Washington journalists when you could read the tweets of congressmen, didn't need news photographers when everyone carried a, phone with a camera, didn't need to pay professionals w…
[...] Although that time was long gone, they'd never formally acknowledged its passing--so much remained unspoken behind the glare on Tom's glasses--and Leila couldn't help feeling hurt that he'd unilaterally acknowledged it by inviting the girl to live with him.
[...] Charles' big book had been published just the week before and was getting slaughtered by reviewers ("bloated and immensely disagreeable" Michiko Kakutani, New York Times) [...]
When Charles's several honeymoons had ended, he settled down to write the big book, the novel that would secure him his place in the modern American canon. Once upon a time, it had sufficed to write The Sound and the Fury or The Sun Also Rises. But now bigness was essential. Thickness, length…
