Every time I read Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s novels, I savour and wanted it not to end. There is something about how she writes. She writes honestly, blatantly, without frills, without fear. With enough satire to keep me on my toes. I have read everything Adichie’s has written, except The Purple Hibiscus. Yes, I am biased. I … Continue reading
I am nine days late. Still, the Women’s Prize for fiction is my favourite annual event. So here I am today, with the sun shining and my nose dripping (due to Hay Fever) I am checking out the longlist. Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie Americanah (Nigerian, third novel) Margaret Atwood Maddaddam (Canadian, 14th novel) Suzanne Berne The Dogs of Littlefield … Continue reading
I have been reading multiple books (6 or 7 perhaps?) at the same time and none of it I could stick well to the end. I told myself I am not going to pursue the case of the Orange (Opps) or the Women writers prize this year and then this longlist came out….. (Red for … Continue reading
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