Climate fiction. do we have to?

As the 10th anniversary of the Paris agreement looms, self-proclaimed “climate realists” argue that the targets set a decade ago are unachievable. Reaching net-zero emissions by 2050 is “utterly impla

How will future generations look back on us? This is the question novelist Ian McEwan explores in his new novel What We Can Know. Partly set in an imagined future, a combination of climate change and

Ian McEwan is strolling through the garden of his Cotswolds manor house. Bees waft drowsily between wildflowers. Plump apples, pears and walnuts bauble the trees. Vibrant cerulean-blue damselflies hov

A reactionary radical’s case against progress

Novels, for me, have come from somewhere I wasn’t looking. In my twenties I was carrying an idea about a woman wandering around Ireland on a quest she didn’t understand and I sat in the Reading Room o

We have wandered many months through this land of Building Blocks. It is time for a break. Learning is a weary trek. And writing is not all about learning. Writing is about, well, writing. The doing o