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It's a pleasure to watch practiced hands at work in the roller-derby world of professional letters, and this week in the Penny Press con...

The 17 March London Review of Books (fully enjoyable, like green eggs and ham, on a train or in the rain) is a typically diverse and involv...

The mighty Colin Burrow could hardly fail to grab my attention in the latest London Review of Books , since the scamp chose to start his rev...

In the waning months of 2010, I got quite a few comments from the Silent Majority asking me whatever became of regular In the Penny Press up...

Since I’m the argumentative sort (this will be no news-flash to most of you), it’s easy for me to get so caught up in yelling at the Penny ...

A laurel and hardy handshake to the London Review of Books , which turned thirty years old this month with a lavishly overstocked issue of r...

Our last look at the Penny Press in 2008 features two accounts of the shot and fray of war - and some of the perils attendant in writing abo...

The 6 November London Review of Books featured two stand-out pieces, one long, one short. The long one is a delightful ramble through the b...

Two items of interest in the latest London Review of Books, one long and one short. The long one is VERY long, refreshingly so: Perry Anders...

There's a pattern to these things, and the arc of it is as etched as the path of the sun. At some point almost everybody thinks they...

Though not worthy of inclusion with the Eagleton/Dawkins donnybrook, there were a couple of other things worth mentioning about the latest L...

The London Review of Books is a steady, pleasant publication, far more intelligent than the New York Times Book Review , and far less fierc...