The Swedish Academy's decision to award Korean novelist Han Kang is a minor victory in a world of consolidation.

The once wild-and-woolly literary award has entered its steady and serious era.

A writer of haunting, uncategorizable songs, she once seemed poised for runaway fame. But only decades after she disappeared has her music found an audience.

“The Philosophy of Modern Song” was never going to offer a systematic analysis of great music.

Finally, the Swedish Academy got it right.

If Haruki Murakami wins, I will eat one of his fancy T-shirts.

Not Haruki Murakami, that’s for sure.

Years after scandal rocked the committee, there’s a new commitment to broadening the prize’s horizons. But “literary merit,” Olsson insists, remains “the absolute and only criterion.”

The fiercely competitive field of Dylanology pits expert against expert. No one is spared—not even Dylan himself.

Not Haruki Murakami, that’s for sure.

A new book about the legendary singer Odetta comes not a minute too soon.

In the past month, Bob and Bey have surprised fans with new music. Maybe a duet next?

In giving the award to Peter Handke, an apologist for Serbian war crimes, the Swedish Academy may have finally shown its true colors.

The prize has undergone a distinct change in recent years, opting for best-selling writers and rock stars.

This time we know one thing for sure: It won't be Bob Dylan.

Donald Trump drowned out nearly every cultural event in 2016. And it’s only going to get worse.