Emma Bovary, Wikimedia Commons.

Happy Birthday Flaubert

You seem like the kind of person who would know in a heartbeat, in real time, whether or not you had been insulted, and to what precise degree.

My Airport: LCG

An escape hatch, and a friendly doorway back home

Back to the Age of Political Strongmen

The incoherence is the point

Myriam Gurba Is Not an AI

Her new essay collection, 'Creep', is the real thing