To be quite honest, surprise rushed its way to the front of the crowd of emotions and opinions I had as I watched The Post. I'd known it was going to be a newspaper movie, in the tradition of All the President's Men and Spotlight, but, despite the timeliness (or, perhaps, timelessness) of its themes, it struck me as hollow. Here, I must admit that ( Read more... )

At 5.19pm, I sent my editor the latest and, insh'Allah the last, draft of Beasts Made of Night. It still, to this moment, feels odd typing out the full title of this book. Every draft is an attempt to accord what's on the page with what's in my head, and each try brings me closer and closer, but here, a threshold was crossed where suddenly the ( Read more... )