Erotic Stories For Punjabi Widows, by Balli Kaur Jaswal: empowering women through writing (and erotic tales)

"Nobody eavesdrops an old lady chatter. To them it's all one buzzing noise. They think we're discussing our knee pain and funeral plans." This remark, made by one of the sassy old ladies that people Erotic Stories for Punjabi Widows, is both funny and profound, for it speaks, as does the novel, of a social phenomenon … Continue reading Erotic Stories For Punjabi Widows, by Balli Kaur Jaswal: empowering women through writing (and erotic tales)

“Caribbean Women (Post) Diaspora” conference: learning to be humble and to listen

If you follow me on Instagram (please do, we're having fun there!),  you have surely seen me bragging about my attending an international conference in London, the topic of which was "Caribbean Women (Post) Diaspora: African/Caribbean Interconnections". I was honored to have been accepted and I would like to warmly thank the organizers of the … Continue reading “Caribbean Women (Post) Diaspora” conference: learning to be humble and to listen

White Teeth, by Zadie Smith: fundamental interrogations on the fundamentals

I think it is a secret for no one here that I love Zadie Smith. I admire her wit, her style, her sense of humour, her cleverness and sagacity. I'm in awe at the fact that she began her career as a writer in her early twenties, and that her first novel, White Teeth,  was none … Continue reading White Teeth, by Zadie Smith: fundamental interrogations on the fundamentals

The Buddha in the Attic, by Julie Otsuka: shattering “the single story”

[Version française ci-dessous] The Buddha in the Attic is a novel I picked up from the shelf because its title intrigued me and when I read that it told the story of Japanese immigrants to the United-States in the first part of the XX° century, I bought it without thinking twice. I practice a Japanese buddhism so … Continue reading The Buddha in the Attic, by Julie Otsuka: shattering “the single story”

The Namesake, by Jhumpa Lahiri: accidents, immigration and identity

My balcony, my cherries and I just finished reading for the second time Jhumpa Lahiri's first novel, The Namesake. Although this second reading has revealed some flaws in the novel (minor inconsistencies, some events I found difficult to believe in), it has left me the same sweet and melancholy feeling than when I first read … Continue reading The Namesake, by Jhumpa Lahiri: accidents, immigration and identity