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The Hair Baby
Sara Baume
‘She has been ten for a month and she does not like it. She carries the weight of her extra digit like a chain-mail vest.’
Fiction by Sara Baume.
A Dying Tongue
Sarah Bernstein
‘What needs explaining was that, and it was a funny thing, a very funny thing, I did not speak the language.’
An extract from Study for Obedience by Sarah Bernstein.
Universality
Natasha Brown
‘She boils her sentences down to high-sucrose sweeties and calibrates her tone for maximum engagement.’
Fiction by Natasha Brown.
Doubtful Sound
Eleanor Catton
‘I knew that Dominic had cheated on me. I couldn’t tell you when, or who, or how many times, but I was certain that he had.’
Fiction by Eleanor Catton.
She’s Always Hungry
Eliza Clark
‘I could hear the sea, and I could hear my own name.’
Fiction by Eliza Clark.
The Room-Service Waiter
Tom Crewe
‘There was to be an exhibition. There were lots of pictures like his, apparently – of waiters, pastry cooks, valets, bellboys.’
A story by Tom Crewe.
Strangers at the Port
Lauren Aimee Curtis
‘The other islands in the archipelago had their active volcanoes; now we had the men.’
An extract from Lauren Aimee Curtis’s forthcoming novel.
The University of Nigeria
Ike Anya
‘There is a sense of carnival mingled with outrage, especially for us since this is our first demonstration.’
Ike Anya on universities, financial cuts and student protest.
Two Poems
Raymond Antrobus
‘The crack / and spit of sickness is everywhere, everyone / is tangled in the mess.’
Poetry by Raymond Antrobus.
Podcast | Anthony Anaxagorou
Anthony Anaxagorou
‘How do we perform our politics, our outrage and our grievances when we are among a group?’
Anthony Anaxagorou talks about his collection Heritage Aesthetics.
On the Anxieties of Translation
Ned Beauman
Ned Beauman on his translation into Assamese, and where being named one of Granta’s Best of Young British Novelists took him.
Listlessness
Christy Edwall
‘The listless mind is one which defers rather than tries to bring about closure. There is always one more tab to open.’
Christy Edwall on listlessness in twenty-first century fiction.
