Although she is one of the richest writers in the country, her finances are a mess.

Creating – and revising – the Fairy Tales of the Brothers Grimm.

What it’s like to have your novel filmed by Werner Herzog and Klaus Kinski.

The “insane playfulness, deliberate infantilism, nutty haikus, naked stripteases, free-form chants and literary war dances of the beats” and their leader.

On the mysteries of the man behind Alice in Wonderland.

Faulkner, a small writing shed, and Salida, Colorado: a profile of novelist Kent Haruf.

“She has no theories, for example, to explain why she, of all people, felt unburdened by the unspoken rules marking certain subjects off limits for children, or why, for that matter, she has that particular gift, that ability to recall the emotional experiences of adolescence, the confusion, the longing, the rivalries — the memories, in other words, that most of us try to bury as quickly and deeply as we can.”

Maintaining the manual On Writing Well.

On the Aran islands of Ireland.

Most people think they’d be thrilled to have their memoir snapped up for a movie. The author had a different, more troubled experience.

One famous critic (Adler) takes another (Pauline Kael) to task for a collection of reviews that is “without Kael- or Simon-like exaggeration, not simply, jarringly, piece by piece, line by line, and without interruption, worthless.”

On the parallel sadness of Thom Gunn and Elizabeth Bishop.

An interview with the author, who died Monday.

Why do all those rugged coastlines, moors and stone buildings make England seem haunted?

Before The Corrections, Jonathan Franzen was just another literary novelist with a new book coming out.

David Simon and Richard Price, two of the greatest crime storytellers of our time, talk about their craft.

Joseph Mitchell used composites in his non-fiction, invented characters and added flourishes to his facts. Does it matter?

Kamel Daoud’s celebrated retelling of Albert Camus’s The Stranger came within two votes of winning the Prix Goncourt. It has also made him a target of radical Islamists.

Many people hoped that this would be the second book she’d publish.

Being friends with Susan Sontag was thrilling, but also “shot through in the end with mutual irritation.”

Academics are convinced it’s an intelligent satire.

The writer Alfred Chester, who died alone in a Jerusalem apartment in 1971 at just 37, was brilliant. He was also insane.

A correspondence school for writers turns out to be a sham. This piece forced it into bankruptcy.

A 58-year-old manuscript will become Harper Lee’s second novel, but questions about Lee’s care continue to swirl in Alabama.

She was not just a poet, she was an “event” in American literature all by herself.