Introduction: India – Another Way of Seeing
Ian Jack's introduction to Granta 130: India.
The Mezzanine, or: The Most Important Book About Nothing You’ll Ever Read
‘It’s like taking an escalator trip into someone else’s mind for an hour, finding nothing of actual substance up there, and realising, as you retreat mournfully back into your own skull, that there’s nothing there, either.’
‘What if we are not ‘well-behaved’? What then?’
Legacy Russell on her father and the FBI.
Thrive: A Lyric Sequence
‘Sometimes we could not see / anything before us. That’s what it / required.’
‘It’s easy to forget the power of words in an era ruled by profuse, beautiful and entrancing images.’
‘How could having sex with the Earth ever be consensual?’
The Fall of Saigon
‘I wanted to see a communist victory, which I presumed to be inevitable. I wanted to see the fall of a city.’
The Zoo in Basel
‘To create is to let take over something which did not exist before and is therefore new.’
Distilling Existence: A Study with Wilson Amunga
‘If the river makes a sound now, it is a drawn-out moan.’ Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor on distilleries in Kenya, with photographs by Bernd Hartung.
Sharing the same bed, dreaming different dreams
Ma Jian shows the excess and corruption of the Chinese Communist party in this excerpt from his new novel, China Dream, translated from the Chinese by Flora Drew.
Notes on a Suicide
‘The problem was that, for the most part, it did not matter how widely broadcast your discontent was: no one cared.’
Rana Dasgupta on digital celebrity and a suicide in the banlieues of Paris.
Speed Dating the Man Booker Longlist | Discoveries
The Man Booker longlist 2017 has been announced. We’ve put together a speed dating session, introducing you to the work of all thirteen novelists.
The Quibbler | Discoveries
A cluster of links feat. gentrification fiction, Harry Potter errata and cat-facial recognition technology.
‘This is why he will survive this war to return to his wife and daughter, barring a blind bullet, an errant piece of shrapnel, some careless act of destiny.’
Kobane: The Aftermath
‘If black is the colour of the Islamic State, then grey is the colour of destruction.’
In Conversation: Tishani Doshi and Karthika Naïr
‘I have never felt it as a poet, and that is why I’m doubly grateful to dance, for having experienced the loneliness and the terror of the empty stage, but also, to have had that live connection.’
Amitava Kumar returns to his hometown of Patna
In Winter the Sky
‘In winter there’s no danger of falling into the sky / Our bodies anchored to the ground by the weight of the light.’
The Error World
‘She said that the stamp gave her palpitations.’
‘How do you persuade a thousand dogs to walk into a fire? How do you persuade them, as it were, to commit suttee?’
‘In Vienna I visited none of the sights and spoke not a word to a soul’.
‘I flew to Minneapolis, rented a car and followed the river downstream for a thousand miles.’
The Congo Dinosaur
‘The boy lay stretched out on a low wooden platform under an orange tree.’
Letters to the Editor
Letters to the Editor in Granta 38: We’re So Happy!
The Unbearable Peace
‘It is a journalistic conceit to pretend you are unmoved by people. But I am not a journalist and I am not superior to this encounter.’
The Great Santa
‘The Great Santa, like circumstance itself, blew hot and cold; He was all caprice, chance, crapshoot.’
‘The images of the Romanian revolution – I had seen it on television in Berlin – were still vivid in my mind.’