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Ants of Accra

Nii Ayikwei Parkes

‘Ants became an obsession with her – she darted with them as they changed paths, watched them find their way around obstacles placed in their way.’

West African Sketchbook

George Butler

George Butler’s sketches from a journey across west Africa.

The War Artist

Margaret Luongo

‘On the third day, the little rosebud teacups rattled in their saucers as the war artist poured the coffee.’

Summer with my Grandmother

A.L. Kennedy

‘And this was my grandmother, this man-destroying tyrant, this magnificent perfectionist with untireable arms and unfathomable ways of seeing.’

Going Back

Sigrid Rausing

‘We rowed towards it, further out than perhaps we should have, with the particular anarchic freedom of rowing a small rubber dinghy to sea after at least two glasses of wine.’

Toby Litt | Interview

Toby Litt & Ollie Brock

‘I wanted to write a minimalist romance, so I needed to have plenty of Love and Death. A dead human heart is both.’

The Ribbon of Valour

Hal Crowther

‘I'm sure there were defenders of raw meat and dark caves who lodged similar objections against the discovery of fire.’

Mum and Fritz

Tiffany Murray

‘That hot afternoon I lay back on Mum’s old Chesterfield, ill, and watched this new man in a blue, velvet jacket, fingers tick-tack-ticking through his record collection.’

Semiprecious

Henrietta Rose-Innes

‘The name meant that this area had not always been white. It meant that families had been removed from here.’ Henrietta Rose-Innes remembers Cape Town.

The Report

Jessica Francis Kane

‘She was both scared about what it meant – a terrible raid; everyone sensed it – and furious with herself for not planning better.’

Fork in the Road

Leila Aboulela

‘I left Sudan in 1987 – I was 23 years old and the idea of writing was the furthest thing from my mind.’

Anne Rowe | Interview

Anne Rowe

‘From her letters we learn about the woman as opposed to the writer. Iris Murdoch’s philosophy and fiction reveal her rational public face; in her letters she speaks from the heart.’

Where do we put Mark Twain?

Malcolm Jones

‘Twain does have his literary heirs, as Hemingway pointed out in his famous proclamation that all American literature comes from one book, Huck Finn.’

Elizabeth McCracken | Interview

Elizabeth McCracken

‘This week John Freeman spoke to Best Young American Novelist Elizabeth McCracken about her works-in-progress, a novel that broke up into six short stories, and her contribution to Granta’s latest issue.’

Remembered Summer

Troy Jollimore

‘Our conversations faltered, the celestial musicians / took a break between sets, and all the little engines / we had so painstakingly gathered and constructed / lapsed into stillness for a few brief moments.’

Music and Memory

Various Contributors

‘There was a time when I discovered that the best way to remember things was with the accompaniment of very loud music.’

Utterly Dylan

Patrick Ryan

‘I became mad and political and ironical almost overnight, and I started to feed on folk music.’

A Voice from the Vault

Benjamin Griffin

‘You ought never to edit except when awake.’

Finding Nusrat

Janine di Giovanni

‘We sat for sometime, and I found after a while that there was little I could say.’

Missing Out

Leila Aboulela

‘She had held the day up with pegs; not only her day but his too.’

Fiction by Leila Aboulela.

On Jupiter Place

Nicholas Christopher

‘I didn’t know who she was anymore / maybe I never did or could –’

The Book of the Dead

Janine di Giovanni

I always begin bedtime stories to my son the same way: ‘Once upon a time, a long, long time ago . . .’

Dyke Bridge

Peter Orner

‘My brother and I in the knee-deep water, standing in the tidal current, under Dyke Bridge.’

The Last Thing We Need

Claire Vaye Watkins

‘I think there will be lightning tonight; the air has that feel.’

Letters

Iris Murdoch

Iris Murdoch’s letters to Raymond Queneau.

Losed

Joseph O’Neill

‘Late at night, we took an exit at Sharon and checked into a Holiday Inn.’

Traces: China 1999–2010

Ian Teh

Image 1 of 42 1. 2008. Polluted river. Datong, Shanxi Province. Image 2 of 42...

Property

Elizabeth McCracken

‘The weight of the bag was like the stones in a suicide’s pocket.’

Lino

Colin Grant

‘It was a big news day. We were going to look for a piece of lino for the back room.’

High and Dry

Richard Russo

‘What I’d noticed, actually, was that none of the men on the island were missing fingers.’

The Door Was Open and the House Was Dark

Seamus Heaney

‘I called his name, although I knew / The answer this time would be silence / That kept me standing listening while it grew.’

Road Trip

Owen Sheers

‘I’ve always been as surprised by what continues in Zimbabwe as much as by what has been lost; the shards of ‘normal’ life that survive in such a frayed society.’

In Goats’ Eyes is the Sky Blue?

Natsuo Kirino

‘The people locked up in Administrative Camp 16 weren’t allowed clocks. In fact there wasn’t a single clock to be found, even in communal areas.’

The making of a Granta cover

Michael Salu

Granta’s artistic director Michael Salu describes how the new issue’s cover (Granta 111: Going Back) came into being.

Bill Morgan | Interview

Bill Morgan

‘We’ve fallen out of the habit of writing out our lives for one another, and instead we just pick up the phone.’