Jonathan Chait’s review of the recent Stephen Glass novel runs in the September issue of the Washington Monthly and apparently isn’t available online. It’s worth reading, at least for those among us who still can’t get over what serial liar Glass did a few years back at The New Republic. Key insight: “After [Glass] was caught, I often heard it said that he should write novels. … But it was clear all along that this notion was terribly misguided. He never had much talent for prose. When his stories read well, it usually resulted from heavy rewriting, most notably by [Michael] Kelly. … Moreover, his stories were interesting only because they were purportedly true. The characters in his stories, as in his novel, lack any depth or believability. What dooms him most of all as a novelist is the very thing that doomed his journalistic career: He lacks any capacity for grappling with moral questions.”