To see the way others see. To think the way others think. Literature is such a profound and deep way to look into someone else's life, his mind, his hopes and thoughts. Books have opened so many doors for me, taking me to places where my normal life and its finite limits could never have. Jhumpa Lahiri. March
People of Asian descent make up about five per cent of the UK population, yet when we set up Crime Fiction Lover six years ago not a single British Asian crime author was being promoted by publishers. It was, and still is, easier to find crime books translated from Norwegian than it is to find ones by British Asians. The answers lies in the marketing strategies of publishers. How wrong they were.
The action that follows takes readers on a journey of meta-criticism, which does well to entertain while asking some serious questions about the state of Filipino literature as a whole. The compelling confrontation of societal echelons and social norms that ensues is a captivating consideration of contemporary Indian society, and, indeed, the identities of all minorities currently living on the margins. Following on from his first novel The Gift of Rain, in much the same style, Tan Twang Eng offers up this masterfully-sculpted narrative with all his trademark mysticism and esoteric turns of phrase. In a setting that could easily be the subject of an ink-and-wash painting by the ancient master, Sesshu Toyo , the reader is plunged into a retrospective unraveling of s Malaya, as the British colonialists vie for control of the misty highlands with the Chinese communists.