"Many will paint Memmi as a Tunisian author to lend credibility to an imagined version of early 20th c. Tunisia: cosmopolitan, multi-confessional. In my opinion this is not only inaccurate, it runs against Memmi's thought on the nuances of belonging and the workings of colonialism."
Tunisian Author and Activist Lina Ben Mhenni, (1983-2020)
She wrote up until the very end -- about her illness, about Baghdad, and about Tunisian politics -- publishing her final post on the popular "A Tunisian Girl" blog Sunday.
2019 Golden Comar to Tarek Chibani’s ‘Lady Essayida’
The main Arabic prize went to Tarek Chibani for his novel للا السيدة (Lady Essayida).
Lara Vergnaud Wins PEN/Heim to Translate Yamen Manai’s ‘The Ardent Swarm’
In Yamen Manai’s prizewinning third novel, the devastation of a beekeeper’s hive by a hornet attack serves as a microcosm for the aftermath of Tunisia’s 2011 Jasmine Revolution.
An Excerpt from Inès Abbassi’s ‘Bourguiba House’
I answered her, my eyes fixed on a pile of clothes, deep in thought, “I’ve got to find the dress, the dress is the key, it’s the ax that will cut down poverty right from its roots.”
‘A Confession,’ by Tunisian Poet Sami Messelmani
"their bright lights infect me with an intellectual insomnia shrinking my soul, and blinding my eyes,"
Tunisian World Cup Team: 23 Writers
Again, remember, writers must be living to play, so sadly no Saghir Oulad Ahmed, Mahmoud Messadi, Muhammad Salih al-Jabri, Houcine El Oued, or Aboul-Qacem Echebbi.
Literature Unchained: The Literary Scene in Tunisia Post-2011
"Emblematic of this change is the novel Kalb bin Kalb (‘Dog, Son of Dog’, 2013), written by the dissident journalist and writer Taoufik Ben Brik, which became an immediate bestseller in a rejuvenated book market with 40,000 copies sold in a year."
Friday Finds: Words Without Borders Collects Writing by Tunisian Women
"I / am stolen splendor on a darkened street"
Friday Finds: Hisham Bustani’s ‘Crossing,’ Translated by Maia Tabet
"You cross the bridge suspended over the canal. Colored ships slowly glide across the surface of blue waters below. Now and then, from beyond the hills of fine sand, a date palm emerges, a village, some people. Fish dart across the lake and a swarthy, dusty child poses for the camera, stick in hand."
Four Tunisian Women Writers You Should Know
They named me without asking my permission. They bequeathed me their bodies' curses, then said, “This is your heritage. Live in peace with it and smile!”
Sunday Submissions: 30 Maghrebs, 30 Years in the Future
Whether dystopian or utopian, fictional or fact-based, we would like you to answer the following question "how do you see your the Maghreb in the next 30 years?"
