I don't read like I used to. I don't write about books like I used to. I have struggled to keep up with my literary endeavors over t...

Note: This is another one I actually read (and reviewed) last year (in 2021), but hesitated to publish this critical review, seeing as the b...

Note: This review contains mild spoilers for The Books of Jacob , and references to the real-world figures described within the novel. I fir...

Note: I actually read (and reviewed) this book last year (in 2021), but hesitated to publish this critical review. This year, I've decid...

The world of literary translations - like all industries - ultimately boils down to one thing: Sales. Whether we're talking about a nonp...

It seems strange, in retrospect, just how long it took me to read Sappho's Fragments. It seems stranger still, in retrospect, that I own...

I appear to have never written a full review of it on the blog, but when I read Notes of a Crocodile  several years back, I enjoyed it quite...

Look, I don't have a better way to say this, but: The world of women in translation into English (and definitely among other languages I...

Upon finishing Far From My Father  by Véronique Tadjo (translated from French by Amy Baram Reid), I found myself itching to find more of her...

I've written about similar topics before, but it came up again earlier this week (as of scheduling this post in early July), and I find ...

I actually originally purchased Strange Beasts of China  well over a year ago. Or, rather, I received it as part of a subscription to Tilted...

Any reader of this blog will know that I often rant about the canon. The canon is a concept that I find to be tenuous at best and largely sh...

It's August! Sometimes it feels like this blog only comes alive in August and that's certainly partly true, but August still remains...

This post is a long time coming. It is also an extremely difficult one to write, but here we are. I have long prided my independence as a bo...

No, women did not begin writing in 1950. No, women writers in translation didn't only come into existence in the early 2000s. No, women ...

Those of you who have followed this blog for many years know that I'm a scientist as well as being an avid book lover. So it should come...

I sometimes grow nervous over the books I choose to read. In my desire to read writers from across the world, there is always the risk that ...

I am precisely halfway through Nina Bouraoui's Tomboy  (translated from French by Marjorie Attignol Salvodon and Jehanne-Marie Gavarini)...

No One Writes Back  is one of the ultimate WITMonth books. Why? I purchased it during the first ever WITMonth - August 2014, way way back in...