‘Natalia picks at the frayed black lace of her dress while the photograph of her American penpal loads into the computer.’
Jenni Fagan | My Writing Playlist
Best of Young British Novelist Jenni Fagan selects five songs that she loves to write to.
In Utah There Are Mountains Too
‘No one had ever spoken her name in a foreign language.’
Sonia Faleiro | Podcast
Sonia Faleiro on marginalized narratives, her time as a reporter and how gender influences her work.
‘In a world in which coercion is the norm, a human trafficker must have underlings as well.’
Vie du père
L’homme dont les paroles ont inauguré cette histoire va donc voir ou plutôt revoir, alors qu’il se déplace dans un temps parallèle, les meilleures scènes de sa vie.
Life of the Father
‘Two times is a repetition. Three times is a tradition, or a curse.’ Translated from the French by Lazer Lederhendler.
For Granta 102, Paul Farley and Niall Griffiths returned to Netherley, on Liverpool’s north-eastern rim and the fringes of rural Lancashire, and to what remains of the housing estate where they grew up.
‘They knelt at my feet. They crawled naked across gleaming wooden floors.’
Five Things Right Now: Melissa Febos
‘I don’t care if anyone is watching and that’s the point.’
Teaching After Trump
‘In a country whose government we do not trust, who do we need more than writers and teachers? And what is more powerful than an inspired youth?’
Best Book of 1993: Written on the Body
‘Influences imprint themselves on our consciousness as light does a photograph, or trauma the psyche’
Dragon Island | New Voices
‘This is a wartime story. It is the spring of 1943 and Europe is burning; look down and see.’
The Naming of Moths
‘Sophia no longer worries about how life smells, if she breathes in too deeply all she tastes is ash.’ The 2017 Commonwealth Short Story Prize winner from Canada and Europe.
Road to Cambodia
‘The buildings were full of surprises. In one, surrounded by winking lights, the last abbot was lying in his coffin. He had died a year before, and it would be another two years before he was cremated.’
Cambodia and Someth May
‘When I first saw the draft of the piece which follows, I realized that the book he was writing had reached an essential stage of articulacy.’
The Fall of Saigon
‘I wanted to see Vietnam for myself. I wanted to see a war, and I wanted to see a communist victory, which I presumed to be inevitable. I wanted to see the fall of a city.’
The Snap Revolution (Part One: The Snap Election)
‘It was the Cuba of the future. It was going the way of Iran. It was another Nicaragua, another Cambodia, another Vietnam.’
The Snap Revolution (Part Two: The Narrow Road to the Solid North)
‘Most of his life has been spent under Marcos's rule, and his habit of thought was to doubt the story as presented in, say, the newspaper, and to try to guess the story behind the story.’
The Snap Revolution (Part Three: The Snap Revolution)
‘Late that night Marcos came on the television again, and whereas in the previous press conference he had maintained a gelid calm, now he was angry and almost out of control.’
Kwangju and After
‘Some people said they were not ‘with’ the students. They were not in favour of the use of arms. But they were of one voice in saying that the students were their sons, and that if the army came in the students would be put to death. That was why they kept saying: “Tell the truth about us.”’
More Afraid of You
‘On Bainbridge Island, across the Puget Sound from Seattle, there are two modes of living: downtown and inland.’
Marcelo Ferroni | Interview
‘This is an exciting moment for Brazilian literature. We may see a batch of new, vibrant novels, really soon.’
Let There Be Light!
A secular psychiatrist encounters the deeply religious in Brooklyn with unorthodox results.
When We Fight, We Have Our Children With Us
‘We are all politically involved whether we like it or not, and children are already on the frontlines.’
The Snow Geese
‘Are these great journeys examples of learned or inherited behaviour?’
‘We talked a lot about voice – the idea that everyone has a voice, their own voice, and this is something to be valued and celebrated.’