Author name: Graciela Newman

When Russia invaded Ukraine on February 24, 2022, Victoria Amelina was writing a novel, taking part in the country’s literary scene, and parenting her son. Now she became someone new: a war crimes researcher and the chronicler of extraordinary women like herself who joined the resistance. On the evening of June 27th, 2023, Amelina and […]

Professor Karen Weingarten joins co-hosts Whitney Terrell and V.V. Ganeshananthan to talk about a new anthology she has edited, Abortion Stories: American Literature Before Roe v. Wade. Weingarten reflects on the complicated history of abortion, the varied use of abortifacients, abortion’s ties to eugenics and state control of bodies, and the rise of the anti-abortion

March 5, 2025, 10:22am Sometime after she wrote two of the best songs of all time in an alleged single sitting, Dolly Parton turned her talents to charming the world. She’s acted in perfect films (9 to 5), continued to make perfect country, pop, crossover, and most recently rock music, and mogul-ed up a beloved

March 5, 2025, 9:30am Small presses have had a rough year, but as the literary world continues to conglomerate, we at Literary Hub think they’re more important than ever. Which is why, every (work) day in March—which just so happens to be National Small Press Month—a Lit Hub staff member will be recommending a small

TODAY: In 1840, novelist, short story writer, and poet Constance Fenimore Woolson, who chose a literary career over marriage and motherhood, is born.  Dr. Seema Jilani on the hypocrisy of Western liberal institutions and why “nothing could have prepared me for a Gaza emergency room.” | Lit Hub Politics Julie Zigoris chronicles how the San

Image above: Dr. Jilani with one of her pediatric cancer patients. The photo was damaged in a 2020 blast in Beirut.* * * I scroll aimlessly on my phone, stumbling onto video footage of Shaban Al-Dalou, a 19-year-old man engulfed in flames outside Al-Aqsa Hospital in Gaza. I immediately recognize the hospital and nearby flimsy

As writer and a single mom, when I really want to work, I go out to the garage. This isn’t because I’m an aspirational mechanic or home gym fanatic but because I’ve set my garage up with some bookshelves and a desk. It is a place I use for a certain kind of thinking, and

The weather at San Francisco’s Rare Book Fair the first weekend of February was the sort that Angelenos had been hoping for in the previous weeks: a light, constant drizzle. The rain didn’t keep literary treasure hunters away, and organizers reported the largest ever attendance with more than 2,500 people turning up over two days.