“His eyes travelled up my bare leg as it emerged from the sleep-twisted sheets. I pretended to be asleep.”
By Douglas Stuart
This Week in Fiction
Douglas Stuart on Class, Power, and Desire
The author discusses “The Englishman,” his story from this week’s issue of the magazine.
By Cressida Leyshon
Fiction
“Sleep”
If you liked “The Englishman,” we think you will enjoy this story, from 2015.
By Colm Tóibín
PAID POST
The outrageously fun new romp from “a master of the crime novel» –People
The instant best seller. A missing socialite. An over-tanned President and over-sexed First Lady. Huge, hungry pythons. “Hiaasen remains the undefeated, unscored-upon conscience of Florida, maybe of the whole country. I laughed and laughed.” —James Patterson
Essays & Criticism
Onward and Upward with the Arts
Susanna Clarke’s Fantasy World of Interiors
Fifteen years after an illness rendered her largely housebound, the best-selling writer is releasing a novel that feels like a surreal meditation on life in quarantine.
By Laura Miller
Books
How Can We Pay for Creativity in the Digital Age?
There’s still money to be made, but it’s mostly not the creators who are getting rich.
By Hua Hsu
More from The New Yorker
Profiles
The Colorful Worlds of Pipilotti Rist
The Swiss video artist wants her groundbreaking work to be like women’s handbags, with “room in them for everything.”
By Calvin Tomkins
Personal History
How My Mother and I Became Chinese Propaganda
As COVID-19 threatened, Chinese nationalists began calling us traitors to our country.
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