Subjected to the light of day, Sarah Palin doesn't look like a maverick at all.
Ronald Taylor is one of perhaps hundreds of innocent people Harris County has put in prison.
Sloppy U.S. government paperwork is putting the lives of asylum seekers at risk.
Like Hornby's previous novels, How to Be Good is not particularly earth-shattering or stylistically clever. But it is a well-written, compassionate, and meticulously thorough analysis of domesticity and upper-middle-class ennui. In fact, in a recent interview published on the Web site of British newspaper Guardian Unlimited, Hornby acknowledges that "Nothing happens in [his] books." So how do you explain his overwhelming appeal? It's because he is a master of realism, delivering likable characters that are instantly recognizable: Katie cheats on her husband, not because she's particularly drawn to her lover, but because she just wants the "opportunity to rebuild [herself] from scratch." Hornby's simple observations capture life's truisms with minimal pathos and melodrama: After Katie tells her husband she wants a divorce, he basically ignores her. "We have a great belief in the power of words," she muses. "We read, we talk, we write, we have therapists and counselors and priests ... so it comes as something of a shock to me that my words ... might just as well have been bubbles. So now what? What happens when words fail us?"
Luckily for us, Hornby's words have not failed us. A former journalist and English teacher (he's also The New Yorker's pop music critic), he is the rare author to attain critical and commercial success: Both Fever Pitch and High Fidelity have been made into movies, and the film version of About a Boy is in the works. But whether Hornby is looking to expand as a writer or possibly to understand his own divorce, his characters seem to be growing up -- however reluctantly. And whether he is writing from the viewpoint of a man or a woman, he is drawn to the Big Questions and themes of virtue, love, commitment, and the Meaning of Life, yet he grounds them in mundane details of everyday life. Perhaps what is most appealing and frustrating about Hornby is that he raises questions he is not necessarily able to answer, no matter how much we'd like him to. Maybe it's because he is figuring them out for himself. Hopefully by his next novel, he'll have the answers and be able to spell them out for the rest of us.