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Notes on Craft

Nataliya Deleva

‘I didn’t want to write Arrival from a place of exile or outcast.’ Nataliya Deleva on writing in her adoptive language.

Two Poems

Emily Berry

‘I do not see / the slow wheels in my blood turning, but / I ride them’

Two poems by Emily Berry.

E-Friends

Emily Adrian

‘I had also, a week earlier, been fired for trying to sleep with my boss’s husband. I got the idea from a book, or maybe every book.’

New fiction by Emily Adrian.

The Hour of the Wolf

Fatima Bhutto

‘Though I have had dogs all my life, Coco is my first real companion.’

Fatima Bhutto on grief.

In the Heart of the Hall of Mirrors

Chris Dennis

‘If the heart has a great hall then it must also have a dungeon.’

Memoir by Chris Dennis.

what if mary auntie called me on my birthday

Akwaeke Emezi

‘i buy my own selling / spiels, i mean them all, i am so bored’

Cold Enough for Snow

Jessica Au

‘I wondered how I could feel so at home in a place that was not mine.’

An excerpt from Jessica Au's novel Cold Enough for Snow.

When We Were Birds

Ayanna Lloyd Banwo

‘Some days Darwin can’t work out how long he in the city.’

An excerpt from Ayanna Lloyd Banwo’s debut novel.

She Used to Sing Opera

Imogen Crimp

‘I used to be ashamed of it, though I’m not sure what exactly felt shameful.’

On training to be an opera singer.

Here Comes the Miracle 

Anna Beecher

‘They so wanted to be the grown-ups still.’

An excerpt from Anna Beecher’s debut novel, shortlisted for the Sunday Times Young Writer Award 2021.

The Infinite Room

Claudia Durastanti

‘My life as a writer depends on irony and metaphor, and my parents are horrified and alienated by both.’

Translated from the Italian by Elizabeth Harris.

Best Book of 1982: A Boy’s Own Story

O Thiam Chin

‘It didn’t occur to me that reading and being a reader was two very distinct things, one an act and a skill, and the other a role and a persona’

O Thiam Chin’s best book of 1982.

Shining the Boot

Sarah Bernstein

‘I did my work and looked perfectly happy, tidy and unobjectionable, shining, shining the boot.’

New fiction from Sarah Bernstein.