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Han Suyin: A Friendship
'Han Suyin, elegant postcolonial diva avant la lettre, icon of the new, nonaligned Asia, thorn in the side of the dying British Empire and the American Right.'
‘We started the affair in a small booth at Village Inn. I didn’t sleep the night before. You were my teacher, and we discussed my fiction.’
I Bite My Friends
‘The Easter Parade is winding down, when I spot Him. Her. Them. The Apparition.’
In the Valley of Coachella
Novelist Susan Straight and photographer Douglas McCulloh on the presidential streets of the ‘real’ Coachella
Editor and publisher Sigrid Rausing introduces Granta 144: genericlovestory.
It’s Only Skin
‘I knew what it was to be an object of desire, and to be submissive.’ Lily Dunn on being a painter's model as a girl.
Jacques Testard | The Editor’s Chair
‘It is clear when reading Svetlana Alexievich that she has a deep empathy for the characters whose stories she tells.’
‘Part of what made him interesting was that I felt he would dismiss me the moment I bored him.’
Jeremy Gavron | Notes on Craft
‘Is the conventional novel the closest model we have to our condition? Or simply the bedtime story that most comforts us?’
Karl Kraus and Veza
‘It was natural that the rumors about both these people should reach me at the same time; they came from the same source, from which everything new for me came at that time.’
Kent Will Tear Us Apart
All the Devils Are Here was cursed with the status of a cult classic. It’s a book that people who’ve read it, especially writers, can never forget.
‘A kestrel is not domestic. The one time I tried affection the bird put his beak through my lip.’
Large Black Rooster
‘Early one morning in the month of June, someone ran over a huge black rooster on County Road W in Wisconsin hill country.’
Lisa Moore | Notes on Craft
‘I wanted to explore what a “likeness” is, and how the act of capturing a person through a portrait might compare to writing a character.’
‘What idiom or instrument captures how the weather is felt by the animals, in their bodies, their nests and niches?’
Louise Bourgeois as I Knew Her
‘The portrait is built up of tiny strokes, one added upon another, like dashes of pencil.’ Translated from the French by Cole Swensen.
‘His life was one of calculation and endeavour, of learning and watching, remembering and trying.’
Masculinity Is Leaving The Male Body
‘If we’re gonna imagine this beautiful queer paradise what form does a man take?’ – Seabright D. Mortimer on constructing masculine identity in genderqueer spaces.
Téa Obreht on a chance encounter with a moose in Wyoming, for Granta 142: Animalia
‘Last year father attacked me as a “wet radish”. This caused me to give up writing diary entries.’
Murasaki’s Paper Trail
Martin Puchner on how Murasaki Shikibu, a lady-in-waiting at the Japanese court, manage to write the first great novel of world literature.
Of Donuts I Have Loved
‘Krispy Kremes melt at the touch, are tender and loving, are used by my family to perform a wholeness we do not always feel’
‘There is something about the presence of coyotes that makes any place feel wilder than it is.’
On Paris Hilton and Other Undead Things
‘What sex tapes offer, on a hauntological level, is an impossible closeness to that which is neither dead nor alive.’
Paul Dalla Rosa | Notes on Craft
‘I feel like I’m haunting an empty building, inert, waiting for each room to burst into flames.’
Pay for Your Words
Peter Pomerantsev downloads his Facebook data. ‘We seem to be caught in a trap: the more we use a word, the more we will be charged for it.’
'I never worried about my flat catching fire before Poppy came along.' Caroline Criado-Perez on her pet Poppy.