So the New Year has started with more of a bang than the annual whimper I often associate with the art world when it limps back into action. This year seems to have begun at full pelt with gallery events, exhibitions and auctions all doing their best peacock impressions.

A fragment of the only hand-written poem by John Keats known to remain in private hands is going under the hammer. Inspired by a walk on London's H...

I've read the book, I've read the books about the book, I've seen the movie adaptation, and now I have had the pleasure of seeing the holiest of holies of the Beat Generation - the original manuscript of Jack Kerouac's novel, On The Road.

The first voice you hear, should you pause at the headphone points dotted around the British Library’s new exhibition Writing Britain: Wasteland...

The postcard Hitler sent whilst injured during World War One Adolf Hitler was surprisingly keen to return to the front line after being injured...

A little-known chapter left out of most editions of the Wind In The Willows is taking centre stage in an exhibition which will explore how writers hav...