A Great Reprieve

Returning is the great reprieve.

It's Been Over Two Years

It's been a long time that I have been here sharing snippets of my favourite books. I have been doing a lot of reading and decided to stop the audio recording. Although it was fun, it was a lot of work to publish quality audio, using podmatic to upload since I could not directly do so on blogger.

I would like to think I am back to this beautiful blog. Literature is my life. As much I as try to run far away from it, it pulls me back. I have been working with a lot of writers, working hard as an editor to bring to life their stories as best as I can. Editing is a blessing.

I have also been doing a lot of reading. I am currently reading one of my favourite author's books, What I think About When I Think About Running by Haruki Murakami, a memoir and commentary on writing. This is my third time reading it.

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I don't know what form this blog will take now, but I intend to engage it.

I'm glad to be back. 

Anwuli Reads: Under The Brown Rusted Roof by Abimbola Adunni Adelakun

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Anwuli Reads: The Cement Garden by Ian McEwan

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Anwuli Reads: Fine Boys by Eghosa Imasuen

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Anwuli Reads: Fail Better by Zadie Smith

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Anwuli Reads: The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera

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Anwuli Reads: Everything Good will Come by Sefi Atta

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My Favourite Five Books

I was recently featured in the Garden City Literary Festival Blog called The Voice were I listed my favourite five books that have influence my taste in literature. Click here to view.

Reading Harare North...

I digress from my usual book recordings. I recently finished reading Harare North by Brian Chikwava, the Zimbabwean writer. Prior to reading this novel, I had read few reviews that described the work as complex, owing to the writer's use of language. Another writer friend of mine mentioned one time that the language distracted him. And this kept me at bay for sometime. When I picked up the book to read, I was not sure what I would find; how it would read, but I am glad that I did.

I found Harare North a simple and intriguing tale and reminiscent of Amos Tutuola's Palm Wine Drinkard and Ken Saro Wiwa's Soza Boy in terms of the language. Harare North is a sad tale of a Zimbabwean immigrant's life in a foreign country, culture shock and human endurance. The book is funny and the language, lyrical.

It was a good read.