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Goat-Herd Errant: Jim Corbett and the American borderlands
‘The book is a manifesto for the revival of pastoral nomadism – leading goats from pasture to pasture and surviving on their milk and wild plants.’ William Atkins on Jim Corbett’s Goatwalking.
In Broad Daylight
Johanna Ekström on memory and assault. Translated from the Swedish by Rachel Willson-Broyles.
Our Home Is Mortal Too
Katherine Angel on Stromae and Royal Museum for Central Africa in Belgium.
On Being French and Chinese
‘We were trapped in a sort of double prison: by poverty in Europe, and by China and its expectations of us.’
Marie Darrieussecq | On Europe
‘There is a Europe of life and a Europe of death, on the mass graves of which we perpetuate a dream.’ Translated from the French by Linda Coverdale.
My Chequered Europe
‘A Europe of different languages, landscapes and cultures, all of which have retained their characters.’ Translated from the German by Charlotte Collins.
On the Island of the Black River
William Atkins visits the remote island of Sakhalin, following in the footsteps of Anton Chekhov.
[The Delicate Architecture of the Withdrawal Agreement]
‘I, the pulse. I, the task. I, the ions of the documents extant. I, I, I as in, irrealidad, ingles, intruido.’
Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones
Edoardo Albert on five archaeological findings that brought the past to life.
Lauren Aimee Curtis | Notes on Craft
‘I think that if we knew, really understood, the reasons why certain stories take hold of us, we would have no need for fiction at all.’ Lauren Aimee Curtis shares her notes on the craft of writing.
Little nothings: Nabokov’s road notes
Elsa Court on why Vladimir Nabokov immersed himself in the all-American world of roadside service stations.
Julia Armfield | First Sentence
‘A first line is a threat, I think.’ Julia Armfield on the first sentence of her story ‘Longshore Drift’.
The Way to the Sea
‘Alone in the silent dark, she traversed the mouth of the estuary in mile-long sweeps, making a little more progress up the river each time she turned. Wind and tide were pushing her away, back towards the sea.’
Mother and Son:
Life and Fate
‘Nothing made her happier than to sacrifice herself for her son’s happiness.’
‘I prefer not to speculate about what might have happened if I had not taken the ECG.’
The Zoo in Basel
‘To create is to let take over something which did not exist before and is therefore new.’
Bill Buford on his decision to resign as editor of this magazine, which he relaunched in its present form in 1979.
‘I thought so highly of Vidia’s writing and felt his presence on our list to be so important that I simply could not allow myself not to like him.’
In Search of Beauty: Blackness as a Poem in Saudi Arabia
Sulaiman Addonia on the slow process of rediscovering the beauty of black skin after moving to Saudi Arabia as a child.
On High Heels and Lotus Feet
Summer Brennan on high heels, foot-binding, and our ongoing performances of gender.
10 Schools of Philosophy that should be better known (in the West)
The author of How The World Thinks: A Global History of Philosophy explains ten of the most overlooked philosophies from around the world.
‘I don’t see him staring back at me from the La-Z-Boy, I see me, I see a crystalline image of my own burned-out soul’
#TeamBaddiel vs #TeamBabel
‘Social media has allowed everyone in the world to raise their own little flag of self’
The Tension of Transience
‘How unusual that April night had been, yet how normal it had seemed at the time’
Populism and Humour
‘As reality has grown more absurd, the job of satirists has grown harder.’
Charlotte Collins | Notes on Craft
Charlotte Collins on the craft of translation. ‘Literary translators don’t just translate the ‘meaning’ of a text; we translate the feel of it.’
Margaret Atwood on Diana Athill. ‘Diana was admired by all who knew her, and also by all who read her memoirs, for her honesty, her plain but elegant style, her lack of pretenses, and her stoicism in the face of ever-narrowing possibilities.’
Tishani Doshi on #MeToo, Anand Jon Alexander, and being sixteen in Chennai, India.
Letter from Zaria
Memoir by Pwaangulongii Dauod, who writes from Zaria, Nigeria.
‘A middle-aged woman in teddy bear-spangled pajamas came hurtling down on a flatbed tricycle.’ Pallavi Aiyar returns to her old Beijing hutong.
The Editor’s Chair: On Daša Drndić
‘Language is always logic, no matter which language it is.’