When scholars battle (in a bottle) over the world’s first “novel,” some point to Daniel Defoe’s Robinson Crusoe. Others tip their hats to Ibn Tufayl’s Hayy ibn Yaqzan (Hayy [Alive], son of Yaqzan [Awake]), which was translated into Latin and English in the latter half of the 17th century and served as an inspiration for Defoe’s 1719 adventure novel.
This Sunday, October 17—in forty cities, in thirty different countries—a single play will be staged: “The Gaza Monologes.”
Nehad Selaiha writes this week in Al Ahram about summer theater events around Cairo, devoting an unfortunate number of paragraphs to a hastily organized and apparently un-funny comedy festival that ran from July 10-16. (If you’re going to write about… Read More ›
I walked into our neighborhood bookstore (more of a stationery store with a few books) yesterday, and was pleased to find a nice assortment of somewhat-dusty fiction. True, the rack by the door was full of self-help, but I also… Read More ›
I understand and appreciate (and share, really) the American obsession with the new. What books came out in 2009? What will be released in 2010? Who’s the next Sonallah Ibrahim/Naguib Mahfouz/Elias Khoury/Hanan al-Shaykh/Mahmoud Darwish? Forget the old-and-greats, show me the… Read More ›