fiction
This month I am introducing you to a word-wizard named Tara Jeana. It’s October. In most countries, winds are blowing, leaves are falling. And Tara’s writing, aptly, will also blow you away. Her stories, thoug
When Hamid stops to look out to the Gulf, unstrapping his camera to click the skyline and assorted blue and white cargo ships crawling by, there is something in his stopping that brings them out of the rocks. As h
We at bazaar love ourselves a great book to temporarily block out the madness around us. With summer coming to an end, too soon if you ask me, and the back-to-school buzz settling in, we all need a good literary e
Khalid is in love. Go ahead, ask him. “Yes it’s true. I am in love. Sad to say, it has me by the throat,” placing both hands around his neck, showing what choking-love looks like. “But, . . .” shrugging,
Looking down, seeing an ant carrying two blades of grass, one greener and shorter than the other, and knowing that I am the only person in the world, in any world, seeing this, I can only wonder what it plans to d
Finding a good bookstore in Kuwait is difficult, so when we found one with a wide selection and a cause, it was like hitting the jackpot. Four days before Q8 Books’ grand re-opening, its new owner, Fajer Ahmed,
There is simply no other way to describe it: when she gets up and leaves the coffee shop, she ever so stealthily walks sideways. She does this to keep an eye on him. Unfortunately, she is not very good at sideways
Kuwaiti author Saud Alsanousi has won the 2013 International Prize for Arabic Fiction for his portrayal of the lives of foreign workers in Gulf countries in The Bamboo Stalk. The 31-year-old Alsanousi became the y
By Emma Abdullah There was nothing worse than being on call. It ruined the weekend, tampered with my sleeping pattern and had me surviving on high doses of caffeine for at least another two days. On the other hand
Her uncle owns the school, which is both good and bad. It is good because she pays for nothing, bad because everybody knows she pays for nothing. That, and there’s the Arabic classes she has to take, they all do
By Craig Loomis Sitting, thinking about what to eat for lunch, four white-haired old men who have lost some of their important front teeth, who are busy telling stories of their sons and daughters, not to mention
by Jaye Sonia While I’m sure it isn’t a big surprise to a lot of you, I’ve long been a science-fiction fan. The books and movies I loved as a young adult informed a great deal of my interest in the world to
by Niamh Fleming-Farrell He turns the key in the ignition and presses the accelerator. Minutes later he’s dead along with 63 others at Beirut’s U.S. Embassy. It is April 18, 1983. The U.S. Embassy truck bombe