Benjamin Markovits
Benjamin Markovits grew up in Texas, London, Oxford and Berlin. He is the author of The Syme Papers, Either Side of Winter, Imposture, A Quiet Adjustment, Playing Days, Childish Loves and the novel You Don’t Have to Live Like This, which won the 2015 James Tait Black Prize for Fiction. He has published essays, stories, poetry and reviews on subjects ranging from the Romantics to American sports in the Guardian, Granta, the Paris Review and the New York Times, among other publications. In 2013 Granta selected him as one of their Best of Young British Novelists and in 2015 he won the Eccles British Library Writer in Residence Award. ‘Picking Up Nathan from the Airport’ is an excerpt from Christmas in Austin, forthcoming from Faber & Faber in 2019. He lives in London and teaches creative writing at Royal Holloway, University of London.
Benjamin Markovits on Granta.com
Fiction | The Online Edition
Open Day
Benjamin Markovits
‘You can be sad and angry, you don’t have to choose, she told him.’
A new short story from one of Granta’s Best of Young British Novelists.
Fiction | Issue 146
Picking Up Nathan from the Airport
Benjamin Markovits
‘When shit like this happens, people don’t walk out on fifteen-year marriages.’
Fiction | Issue 146
Fathers and Sons
Benjamin Markovits
‘For a while it wasn’t clear how good he would become, and then it was. He went up the rankings, stopped, and started going down.’
Fiction | Issue 146
To Detroit
Benjamin Markovits
‘Things started going wrong at my ten-year college reunion – or I guess I mean that I realized how wrong they had gone.’
In Conversation | Issue 146
Ben Markovits | Podcast
Benjamin Markovits & Yuka Igarashi
Ben Markovits in conversation with Yuka Igarashi on minor-league baseball and his experiences as a writer.
Essays & Memoir | Issue 146
Leagues Away
Benjamin Markovits
‘A year passed before I could pick up a ball again with pleasure.’
Fiction | Issue 123
You Don’t Have To Live Like This
Benjamin Markovits
‘It felt like everything that had happened to me in college, everything I had learned to be comfortable with, had produced this jerk standing naked in the water, splashing his best friend’s girlfriend in the chest.’