whose voices must be heard
specialising in postcolonial literature and creative writing
and is also an award-winning film
all in about a minute’s time
She explains how she was lured by her grandmother’s storytelling to train her imagination “to swim in the trackless spaces of fantasy” and that she searched hard to find books to read “that did not recognize boundaries between reality and the imagination”
Endland Lewis Freedman whose voices must be heardKings, lords, liars, usherettes, goal hangers, gun men and prostitutes, Whether or not these stories bear any relation to life as it is lived in Endland (sic) is not my problem and good riddance to all those what prefer to read about truly good, lucky and nice people you wont like this crap at all. A comical and brutal weave of parables gone wrong, Endland holds a broken mirror to England. In its garish but strangely familiar world of empty tower