Africa’s Future Has No Space for Stupid Black Men
‘The night was full of energy. The kind of energy that Africa needs to reinvent itself.’
Astrid Alben In Conversation: Podcast
Astrid Alben discusses her work, the interdisciplinary journal Pars, and developing a poetic alter ego.
‘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.’
Before They Began to Shrink
‘The numbers killed at Aughrim that day will never be known.’
Best Book of 1943: Love In A Fallen City by Eileen Chang
‘Eileen Chang writes perfectly for the romantic in an unromantic and unrelenting world.’
Best Book of 1971: Malina by Ingeborg Bachmann
‘The novel submits to an internalized discipline: it is an observation machine’
Best Book of 1982: Dictee by Theresa Hak Kyung Cha
‘While the terrible pain of speech is made clear, this book ultimately reminds us that we must not be silenced.’
Best Book of 1991: Mao II by Don DeLillo
‘The ultimate goal of each act of art, each work of terror, is to demolish the old, incumbent reality, and create a new one.’
Best Book of 2000: The Moral Obligation to be Intelligent
Will Boast on why Lionel Trilling’s The Moral Obligation to be Intelligent is the best book of 2000.
Best Book of 2008: To the End of the Land, by David Grossman
‘David Grossman is a writer who speaks to the heart, and this is his masterpiece.’
‘There’s a sense, I think, that what that X in the box translates as is seventeen and a half million voices that say, we’re still here.’
‘The poor hated the poor, natives hated outsiders, settled migrants hated new incomers, the North hated the South, non-Londoners hated London.’
Bucharest, Broken City
‘It is only consciousness and memory that hold together the things we sometimes see as solid.’
‘It wasn’t that he didn’t have a name, only that he was having difficulty locating it.’
‘War is a narrative: it might almost be said to embody the narrative principle itself.’
‘It has been several weeks since I slept for more than an hour, and lately I’ve been feeling on the verge of cracking up.’
‘This was the collective trauma of a community discovering, very abruptly, they’d have to uproot their lives.’ Tim Beckett on the ruins of Uranium City.
Diary of a Gulag Prison Guard
‘Freedom, even with hunger and cold, is still precious and irreplaceable.’
Drama Lessons for Young Girls
‘So the young girls, / cast as naughty young girls from the Acropolis, / left – / just with some things missing.’
‘how can all the pressures of surveillance / fail to describe me?’
Ethelbert and the Free Cheese
‘It was against the understood traditions of society to prepare Sunday lunch without macaroni pie.’ 2016 Commonwealth Short Story Prize – regional winner for the Caribbean.
Five Things Right Now: Ann Beattie
Ann Beattie shares five things she’s reading, watching and thinking about right now.
Five Things Right Now: Diane Cook
Diane Cook shares five things she’s reading, watching and thinking about right now.
Free will and Brexit
‘Whether or not you think 23 June was a great day for Britain and Europe, it was a very bad one for freedom.’
Granta Reads: Angela Carter’s ‘Cousins’
In this Halloween edition of the Granta podcast, Josie Mitchell reads Angela Carter’s 1980 short story, ‘Cousins’. The first in our Halloween series.
Green, Mud, Gold
‘She shuts her eyes and pictures ears growing out through her ears, her spine turning to wood, pictures herself as a girl-woman scarecrow, arms opened wide, and nailed to two posts in the centre of a great green, mud and gold expanse, crucified.’
He Had His Reasons
Colin Barrett on the Hawe family murder-suicide, and what the Irish media’s coverage tells us about the nation’s prejudices.
Here We Are
‘‘Here we are,’ she said, as we faced each other, and my whole body rushed with goosebumps.’
His Middle Name Was Not Jesus
‘He didn’t know their language but understood it in their boiling voices, the heat on their faces, how they singed each other with their eyes.’
Inside the house
‘the bell / was ringing from the chapel, they were there / expecting her.’