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We've worshipped divinely talented but demanding women for centuries. In an era of careful language and online backlash, is there still room for the diva?

Sue Halpern, a novelist and critic, recommends a handful of books equal parts reassuring and riveting.

The poet joins Kevin Young to read and discuss "Half-Life in Exile," by Hala Alyan, and her own poem "On Your Departure to California."

On Tuesday, the thirty-three-year-old left-wing mayoral candidate sent an unmissable message to his party: be new.

Decades after "28 Days Later," the director Danny Boyle and the screenwriter Alex Garland return to--and advance--a frighteningly effective franchise.

It's called leadership.

Recent studies suggest that tools such as ChatGPT make our brains less active and our writing less original.

A few months ago, the "no-name" state assemblyman seemed destined to lose to Andrew Cuomo. On election night, he redrew the city's political maps.

The newest Justice is increasingly willing to condemn the actions of the conservative majority, even when that means breaking with her liberal colleagues.

Now sit up and let your hips sink back. Feel the ground beneath you, which I'm told has been sold by the federal government to private entities for mineral rights.