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‘A Place in the Homeland? Turkish-German Return Migration’: Q&A with the authors
Read more: ‘A Place in the Homeland? Turkish-German Return Migration’: Q&A with the authorsNilay Kılınç and Russell King discuss the making of their book on second-generation Turkish-German return migration

Q&A with the author of Contesting Cosmopolitan Moments in the Long Eighteenth Century
Enit K Steiner, the author of Contesting Cosmopolitan Moments in the Long Eighteenth Century, discusses the making of her book in this blog.

Q&A with the editors of Finnegans Wake – Human and Nonhuman Histories
Richard Barlow and Paul Fagan discuss their exciting new essay collection on the work of Irish author James Joyce.

5 reasons why Dickens wasn’t a bad playwright
The editors of The Plays of Charles Dickens discuss five arguments in defense of Dickens's dramatic works.

Is There Such a Thing as an Irish Female Child?
Jane Elizabeth Dougherty discusses the Irish female developmental story.

Freedom and the Sea
What is the point of the connection between sea power and liberty?

How long has there been a “modern” English literature?
by A. Robert Lee In this ambitious new study A. Robert Lee tackles the question of how, and why, a given selection of English literary writings can assume the mantle of “modern.” To this end Moderns – Chaucer to Contemporary…

Q&A with the author of Whiteness, Feminism and the Absurd in Contemporary British and US Poetry
A Q&A with Jenna Clake, author of Whiteness, Feminism and the Absurd in Contemporary British and US Poetry.

Shakespeare’s Instability
by Jeffrey Knapp The first speaker in one of Shakespeare’s earliest plays is not a prince, like Hamlet, or a lover, like Juliet, or a warrior, like Macbeth. He’s a drunken beggar. And he’s incensed that the hostess of the tavern…

Provost Pawkie’s Travels in Time: The Provost, by John Galt
by Caroline McCracken-Flesher In Provost Pawkie’s Gudetown readers hear the town clock tick just once. The city fathers gather at the council chamber. “[The] town was lying in the defencelessness of sleep,” Pawkie remembers, “and nothing was heard but the…