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Manchester City of Literature

Manchester City of Literature

Last year, I applied to become the Chairperson of the Manchester City of Literature; I didn’t make the decision until the eleventh hour and I was probably more surprised than anyone when the steering committee selected me to become its chair. UNESCO designated...
Discovering Palestinian Writing

Discovering Palestinian Writing

I confess, until a few weeks ago, I hadn’t read too much literature emanating from Palestine. A wee bit, sure, but nothing to write home about. And then, as chance would have it, an impromptu conversation with a friend of mine, Hafsah Bashir, changed everything....
Beef about Buffets

Beef about Buffets

The roar of the hungry crowd, the hiss of meat thrown on the grill, steam rising in clouds, the clink of plates and people, flurries of them, mounds of them, milling around the eating trough and returning like pirates with their booty to their overstuffed tables to...
The Freedom of Information Act

The Freedom of Information Act

In the UK we possess a law that can crack open public documents and allow us to scrutinise their contents in great detail. This law draws back the curtain and let’s us see emails and much, much more and it’s called the Freedom of Information Act. Use it. I...
“Evil” a Short Story

“Evil” a Short Story

Once upon a time , there were three good friends, who were as close as friends can be, and their names were Oge, Em and Uoy.  They were content and inseparable and they never fought. They spent their days foraging and telling tales and they rarely strayed from their...

Confessions for the Preacher Kind: Lyrics.

Touch the sky with a finger and your eye, Follow the horizon with the back of your hand, And when you finally meet the sunlight, You might just understand That this dog is mad, but she don’t bite no God damn man. And if you always ask for the truth, don’t be...
Cartography

Cartography

Tools come in many forms, but they always come hewn with restrictions. Necessarily so. Tools need to meet safety requirements, after all, we human beings are pretty flawed. But not everything is limited in this way. Take cars. A question about cars has fascinated me...