Fiction

Mercè Rodoreda’s Death in Spring

In some societies, language is a way to restrain experience, take it down to a level where it might stay. It is neither ornament nor exaltation; it is firm and austere in its purpose. It is thus a form of calm, modest knowledge or maybe even evasion.

Undisclosed Nights and Days

"The woman occupied a one-room dwelling at the very end of an alley, where the sunlight never quite reached."

Swallow

"Rebecca spots Elizabeth’s name on the corner of a church pew. She is startled, yes, but not surprised."

On Meatless Days

Kamila Shamsie in celebration of an overlooked gem – a memoir about what people do to our lives by being in them, and by ceasing to be in them.

Contest Winner

The Commission Commission for a short story, 300 – 400 words, an interior monologue, from the point of view of Ivanka Trump, as she attends a meeting with her ... Read more

Here Comes Trouble

Here Comes Trouble charts the collapse of a fictitious country, as witnessed by a seventeen-year-old boy, Ellis. In this excerpt, set during the celebrations of... Read more

The Moth Emporium

It had been five years since I went into the costume shop. It was only a few blocks away from my mother’s house, but I always hurried my pace when I walked past... Read more

Reading List

‘When I saw the sea after many months it was such a meeting’ A while ago I took my boyfriend up north, to spend a weekend in the seaside town I grew up in. We ... Read more

‘Writing fiction is a form of travel’

Five Dials reached Mohsin Hamid via Skype in his home in Lahore. The connection from British Columbia to Pakistan was not perfect, so after the interview was do... Read more