The Resurgence of the Monstrous Feminine
‘Despite the sheer and uncommunicable amount of violence enacted upon the female body throughout history, it’s woman as terroriser, as beast, that we keep coming back to.’
‘Just look at those nasty trees flaunt / their leaves, each one a tra-la-la.’
The Little Winter
‘She remembered being happy off and on that day, and then looking at things and finding it all unkind.’
How to Write About Africa
‘Always end your book with Nelson Mandela saying something about rainbows or renaissances. Because you care.’
‘We’re trying to prove that it’s possible to live sustainably and not be such a freak about it.’
‘It murmurs beneath the crust of the ground, or a person who serves as the ground you stand on.’
Radicalisation in the Digital Age
Marc Weitzmann on how radicalisation happens in the digital age.
The Polyglot Lovers
‘When we were sixteen years old, I broke Johnny’s nose with the back of my hand.’
‘It was fake that your hugs were convulsive / and your furies unpredictable.’ Translated by Cassandra Gillig and Anne Boyer.
Hungerwinter and Liberation
Jan Vegter’s remarkable visual and written record of the Nazi occupation of the Netherlands, translated from the Dutch by Theo de Feyter.
Best Book of 1999: Ai’s Vice
‘I love Ai’s work because it gives me permission and reminds me that poetry invented fiction. I needed that in 1999 and I need it today.’
Best Book of 2012: Unmastered: A Book on Desire, Most Difficult to Tell, by Katherine Angel
Rebecca Watson on the best book of 2012: Unmastered, by Katherine Angel.
Kings of the Yukon
An extract from Adam Weymouth’s Kings of the Yukon, winner of the Sunday Times / Peters Fraser + Dunlop Young Writer of the Year Award in association with the University of Warwick
I Wrote a Poem About a Fucking River
‘though I’ve sat where torrents recall no slush / I’m drawn by your ceramic explosions’
Day of Awe
New short fiction from Diane Williams' Collected Stories. ‘I fear I lack deep feelings, have flighty ideas, and am often irritable over trifles.’
The Fucking Lake
New short fiction from Diane Williams. ‘The major events of my life are done with, except, of course, for my final downfall.’
‘I’m nervous at night when I take off my leg. I wait until the last moment before sleep to un-tech because I am a woman who lives alone’
‘Members of the committee, I am bitter, it’s true. But this doesn’t change the facts.’
Five are the fingers, and five are the sins
Rebecca Watson on the life of the man who prototyped fascism, the Italian writer Gabriele D’Annunzio
Root and Branch
‘I am my father’s daughter, a former prisoner of war and “suspicious person” who spent ten years in the Gulag.’ Translated from the Russian by Polly Gannon.
‘No one knows how to wait like soldiers. There is no time or place that soldiers are not waiting and waiting.’
The Kabul Markhor
‘He felt very lonely after spending the winter holed up in his cabin eating Doritos.’
‘His life was one of calculation and endeavour, of learning and watching, remembering and trying.’
‘She was Some Pig. Her eggs easily incorporated the human genetic code. All her piglets were star patents.’
An excerpt from Matt Young's memoir Eat The Apple, which explores his three deployments to Iraq as a member of the US Marine Corps.
In This Heart You Burn
‘Years later, broken-chested beneath the axle of a Ford Mustang, he’ll dream back to a night on the shores of Mimeer Lake when he amphetamined through till dawn and cracked some asshat’s nose with his elbow and gave his virginity to Isabel Crease.’
Seven People with the Same Name and their Discrete Moments
Erica Chung’s translation of ‘Seven People with the Same Name and their Discrete Moments’ by Han Yujoo is the winner of Harvill Secker’s Young Translators’ Prize 2017.