John Reader's generous accounting of Africa is both loving and critical.

Serge's novel reads like 19th-century Russian literature assembled and put on Soviet amphetamines.

Carter's novel delves the secrets and political links among America's African-American elite.

Mark Abley is here to tell you about the words "womlu," "hippu hangu," "noob," and "yaya papaya."

Ivan Ilyich is dead and, frankly, his friends and family secretly find the whole thing quite inconvenient.

It's as Mick Jackson is taking Edward Gorey New Yorker illustrations and putting them to words.

Kevin Trudeau offers "facts": sunscreens cause cancer and AIDS is a big medical scam.

Daoud Hari's story of escape from Darfur always intimate and sometimes tender.

Elizabeth Hay's novelistic look back at Canada's North West Territories of the 1970s foreshadows spring breakage.

Few others besides Canada's Munro so breathtakingly navigate the ever-changing underside of every day life.