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Interview with Annie Ernaux

From the archive

Issue No. 23

Lauren Elkin

From the archive

Issue No. 23

In 1999, living in France for the first time, I picked up a copy of Passion simple by Annie Ernaux at the Fnac. My...

Interview

September 2022

Interview with Susanna Moore

Rosa Lyster

Interview

September 2022

Susanna Moore’s memoir, Miss Aluminum (2020), takes its title from a trade show at the New York Coliseum in...

Essay

September 2022

Getting Rid of It

Ariel Saramandi

Essay

September 2022

As a schoolgirl I was told that abortion was illegal in Mauritius. No exceptions. There was no reason for...

Interview

August 2022

Interview with Yaa Gyasi

Alok Vaid-Menon

Interview

August 2022

In my first year of college I auditioned for our school’s spoken word poetry collective. There was this tradition...

Essay

August 2022

Four Years

Oliver Basciano

Essay

August 2022

Seeing the pen hover millimetres above my notebook in anticipation, Dona Vilma holds up her hand. ‘Ask me anything...

Interview

Issue No. 33

Interview with Bani Abidi

Skye Arundhati Thomas

Interview

Issue No. 33

In the three-minute short Mangoes (1999) by Berlin-based Pakistani artist Bani Abidi, two women sit next to each other on...

The Weeping Woman

Essay

July 2022

Isabelle Dupuy

Essay

July 2022

We were clearing the dishes after dinner when I found myself telling my 15 year old son the story of La Llorona. I’d been...

Essay

Issue No. 33

The Inheritors

Ariel Saramandi

Essay

Issue No. 33

It is a story told in every Creole family I know in Mauritius. It is often narrated during a...

Interview

Issue No. 33

Interview with Siri Hustvedt

Noga Arikha

Interview

Issue No. 33

Very few writers in the twenty-first century are polymaths of the sort that previous centuries sometimes spawned – those...

Warped Pastoral: Ralf Webb and Sam Buchan-Watts in Conversation

Interview

June 2022

Ralf Webb

Interview

June 2022

Sam Buchan-Watts’s Path Through Wood, published in October 2021, begins where you would think: in a coppice, where branches tick and greenery fidgets. My own...

 

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