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This is Centerville
James Buchan
‘In the imagination of strangers there is a small town in America which represents not just itself but the whole country‘.
Man Walks Into A Bar
James Kelman
‘I had been living abroad for twelve years and I was gaun hame, maybe forever, maybe a month.‘
An Amateur Spy In Arabia
Norman Lewis
‘In the 1930s I wanted to travel and I wanted to write. In 1935, I published my first book—about a journey to Spain’.
Nothing But Ghosts
Judith Hermann
‘Afterwards Ellen liked to say she had once been to America but couldn't remember it very well.‘
Startled In The Dark
Ryszard Kapuscinski
‘Morning and dusk are by far the best times of day in Africa. The sun is scorching, but these times allow you to live.'
Sandpiper
Ahdaf Soueif
‘Outside, there is a path. A path of beaten white stone bordered by a white wall–low, but not low enough for me to see over it from here'.
In Between Talking about The Elephant
Jackie Kay
‘I discover some rough skin on her elbow. I run my tongue along it’.
The Scrimshaw Violin
Jonathan Levi
‘Madeleine Gordon was not much of a Jew. She was a Starbuck, the daughter of whalers, pirates and other not-so-genteel Semitophobes of Nantucket’.
A Child’s Book of Death and Dying
Abraham Verghese
‘A fine morning mist had rolled down over Addis Ababa from the Entoto mountains, leaving a sheen on the lawn between the apartment buildings'.
