Man Without a Country
V. S. Naipaul and the artistic rewards of statelessness … More »
A measured, sympathetic—and ultimately damning— portrait of the 20th century’s most wickedly funny novelist… More »
I have always been very aware that literature is subject to categorization by nationality, partly because none of the resultant categories easily includes me or, indeed, my writing. I was born in Ireland, as befits an O’Neill, but what followed was a hotchpotch in which even the question of a native tongue was unclear. My Turkish mother spoke French to me, my Irish father English. At preschools in Mozambique and Turkey, I picked up and forgot infantile…… More »
Does a national literature still have meaning in an age of open borders and polyglot cultures?… More »
The real spiritual drama in Flannery O’Connor’s fiction was even darker than the one she acknowledged.… More »
The “greatest sports book ever written” is a mystery to Americans, for reasons all too revealing of national character.… More »
Joseph O'Neill reviews William Trevor's short story collection A Bit on the Side.… More »
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