Karl Ove Knausgård

Jan 8, 2025 | publishersweekly.com | Jorge Luis Borges |Chuck Palahniuk |Claire Dederer |Karl Ove Knausgård

We’re attempting to unravel the tangled web of literary influence by talking with the great writers of today about the writers of yesterday who influenced them.

Nov 22, 2024 | publishersweekly.com | Nick Hilden |Chuck Palahniuk |Claire Dederer |Karl Ove Knausgård

We’re attempting to unravel the tangled web of literary influence by talking with the great writers of today about the writers of yesterday who influenced them. This month, we spoke 2020 National Book Award nominee Rumaan Alam (Entitlement, Leave the World Behind) about the wry maturity of Anita Brookner and 2019 Pulitzer Prize finalist Tommy Orange (Wandering Stars, There There) about the singular strangeness of Felisberto Hernández.

Oct 4, 2024 | publishersweekly.com | Nick Hilden |Chuck Palahniuk |Claire Dederer |Karl Ove Knausgård

We’re attempting to unravel the tangled web of literary influence by talking with the great writers of today about the writers of yesterday who inspired them. This month, we spoke with two authors in exile about the revolutionary writers who inspired them. Palestinian poet Mosab Abu Toha (Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear, Forest of Noise) discusses the transcendent poetry of Mahmoud Darwish. Vietnamese novelist Thuậndelves into the repressed career of Trần Dần.

Aug 30, 2024 | publishersweekly.com | Nick Hilden |Karl Ove Knausgård |Chuck Palahniuk |Claire Dederer

We’re attempting to unravel the tangled web of literary influence by talking with the great writers of today about the writers of yesterday who inspired them. This month, we spoke with two authors whose work explores how future generations will cope with the world they’ve inherited. Helen Phillips (Hum, The Need) discusses the experimental permission passed down by Italo Calvino, and Lois Lowry (The Giver, Number the Stars) delves into the biographical import of Flannery O’Connor.

Aug 13, 2024 | internazionale.it | Karl Ove Knausgård

Questo articolo è stato pubblicato il 4 marzo 2016 nel numero 1143 di Internazionale. Sono arrivato a Tirana una domenica sera di fine agosto con un aereo da Istanbul. Il sole era tramontato mentre eravamo a metà del volo, e quando siamo atterrati nel buio avevo ancora negli occhi le immagini del cielo che si scoloriva. L’uomo seduto accanto a me, un giovane americano dai capelli rossi con un cappello di paglia, mi ha chiesto se sapevo come arrivare in città dall’aeroporto.