Joe Treasure

I was about to write my promised piece on Anna Karenina, when my editor suggested that perhaps it would be a good idea to mention

I ended my last piece with a promise not to waste any more words on the self-publicist and arch-troll Milo Yiannopoulos. I break that

Elena Ferrante is an Italian novelist in her 70s who has been producing published work for about 25 years. But it was only four years

In his novel The Plot Against America, Philip Roth imagines two years of alternative history for the United States.

Ever since he appeared on the New York folk scene, presenting himself as an anonymous exile from a place of no distinct identity – “My name it means nothing, my age it means less, the country I come from it's called the Midwest” – Bob Dylan has worked to elude definition.

I happened to be living in California when the twin towers were destroyed and, although a long way from New York, I observed

Within minutes of Melania Trump finishing her speech at the US Republican Convention, the news was out that she had plagiarised a

I saw Eye in the Sky the afternoon it opened in London. I went with few preconceptions, knowing only that it was about drones and