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The Lead: A Modern Struggle with Classic LiteratureIn an era dominated by rapid-fire digital consumption, engaging with dense, classic literature has become an uphill battle. A recent reflection by a lifelong reader highlights a growing cultural phenomenon: despite a deep personal history with the classics, the modern brain—conditioned by screens and constant notifications—is struggling to process long-form, complex narratives.The Battle Against the Victorian BlockbusterSparked by The Guardian's list of the 100 best novels, the author attempted to rekindle his youth by diving into chunky Victorian classics. However, the attempt was met with frustration rather than nostalgia. The books that once captivated him now felt impenetrable.The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne: Found to be verbose and infuriatingly digressive.Dracula by Bram Stoker: Entertaining initially, but ultimately derailed by the absurdity of its epistolary format and moralizing characters like Van Helsing.Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens: Despite a previous love for Dickens' pacing and humor, the 900-page narrative felt too heavy, leading to a loss of concentration and the urge to check football scores instead.The 15-Second Attention EconomyThis personal struggle is backed by alarming data regarding how we consume information today. The transition from the linear, monologic page to dynamic, ad-cluttered screens has fundamentally altered human cognition.Research by psychologist Gloria Mark indicates that screens compel us to constantly switch our attention toward new, shiny stimuli rather than focusing on content.Data from Chartbeat reveals a stark reality: one in three online readers spend less than 15 seconds on any given article.The Rise of Text Fatigue in the WorkplaceThe shift in reading habits is not merely a failure of willpower; it is a symptom of occupational and technological exhaustion. As more professionals occupy managerial roles, their days are spent drowning in emails, instant messages, and digital work tasks. According to University of Oxford professor Kate McLoughlin, while people are reading more than ever—consuming social media posts, blogs, and AI utterances—they are reading fewer books. This constant, shallow skimming has led to widespread text fatigue.Reclaiming the Page in a Screen-Dominated FutureIf three classic novels in a row end up abandoned, the issue is systemic rather than a flaw in the literature. The modern environment actively discourages the deep, sustained focus required by authors like George Eliot or Herman Melville. Moving forward, readers will need to be far more intentional about their media diets. Relearning how to read may require deliberate digital detoxes to rebuild the atrophied muscles of deep concentration, ensuring that the rich, complex works of the past do not become inaccessible artifacts of a bygone era.

A Critical Portrait of George MichaelIn 1998, George Michael was arrested for public lewdness in an LA lavatory, an incident that finally led the singer to publicly come out. The following day, Sathnam Sanghera found himself unable to leave his room at university: the doorway had been mockingly plastered with tabloid newspaper headlines – "ZIP ME UP BEFORE YOU GO-GO!" – by fellow students aware of his longstanding fandom. As a writer, Sanghera is best known for a series of award-winning books on the British empire, which he calls his "specialist subject". Judging by Tonight the Music Seems So Loud – not a biography so much as a miscellany, a set of themed essays that tend to digress in all kinds of intriguing directions – the life and work of one Georgios Panayiotou runs imperialism and its legacy a very close second.The Complex Legacy of a Pop IconIt is an unashamedly partisan book, although not an uncritical one. Sanghera is as alive to Michael's personal and professional failings (whether the naffness of some of his early work as one half of Wham! or his high-handed treatment of the duo's other half, Andrew Ridgeley) as he is in love with his artistic triumphs. These, of course, range from Careless Whisper and Wham!'s annually inescapable Last Christmas to the 1996 solo masterpiece Older, a peculiar and peculiarly effective cocktail of raw grief at the Aids-related death of his lover Anselmo Feleppa and unrepentant horniness.The Evolution of Critical ReceptionSanghera's love for his subject is evidently sharpened by the opprobrium of others. Indeed if the book has a flaw, it's that the author is old enough to remember an era when George Michael was deemed insufferably uncool by some arbiters of taste (incredibly, when Wham! performed at a 1984 benefit show for striking miners, the only mainstream pop act to show support for the cause, they were received stone-faced by the audience and savaged by the music press for their trouble), and thus has a tendency to underestimate how much both he and his music have been critically re-evaluated in the 21st century.The Artistic Journey of George MichaelHe says one of the spurs to write the book was his belief that "most truly popular music is not generally deemed worthy of serious analysis and George Michael's music most certainly is not". That might have been true once, but certainly not of late: when he died, this newspaper alone ran six features by critics analysing different aspects of his music. "He sang so exquisitely about the marrow of life, about the vital, corporeal things", wrote one, which definitely doesn't amount to taking George Michael insufficiently seriously.double quotation markEven as he skinned up in front of journalists and discussed his drug use and sex life, he was concealing the extent of the addictions that eventually killed himFamily Background and Cultural IdentitySanghera is very good on the climate of homophobia in the 80s, which might have given any gay public figure serious qualms about coming out, and fascinating on Michael's family background: how growing up embedded in north London's Greek Cypriot community impacted on everything from Wham!'s image – not camp, Sanghera suggests, but "the vision of two children of immigrants imagining a kind of glamour they had not actually experienced before" – to his work ethic and control freakery. His dad made good in England by working exceptionally hard, running such a tight ship at his restaurant that he summarily fired his only son for messing up the drinks orders. The fact that the same son went on to hire 12 different saxophonists before finding one that could play the solo on Careless Whisper to his satisfaction doesn't come as a huge surprise.The Perfectionist and Contradictory ArtistThis my-way-or-the-highway perfectionism could yield hugely impressive results – Careless Whisper's sax hook may well be the most famous in pop history – but it could equally lead to intransigence and self-sabotage. Michael worked incredibly hard to transform himself from a member of a teen pop band into a more adult-facing solo artist, but having sold a staggering 25m copies of his 1987 solo debut Faith, he refused to promote its follow-up Listen Without Prejudice Vol. 1, or even make videos for its singles: a better album than its predecessor, it achieved only a fraction of its sales as a result. It was evidence of a deeply contradictory nature that occasionally has Sanghera throwing up his hands in bewilderment.The Public and Private Faces of George MichaelMichael was a polymath, keen to be duly credited as the sole singer, writer, producer and musician on a succession of tracks, but also had a weird habit of talking down his abilities, claiming he couldn't play instruments he was perfectly capable of playing. He was a Stakhanovite who increasingly worked at an agonisingly glacial pace, endlessly fussing over details, a state of affairs not much helped by his gargantuan appetite for marijuana: coupled with bouts of writers' block, it meant he released only six albums of original material in a career that lasted 34 years. He was a Labour voter, booster of the NHS and famously generous philanthropist who also engaged in tax avoidance. After being publicly outed, he became a notoriously frank interviewee ("as if nothing can embarrass him anymore" the Guardian's Simon Hattenstone suggested when he met him in 2009). But even as he skinned up in front of journalists and freely discussed his drug use and sex life, he was concealing the extent of the addictions that eventually killed him.The Decline and Final YearsMichael emerges as a messy, unpredictable but ultimately hugely likable figure, which makes the essay about his demise particularly tough reading. Listed starkly on the page, the facts of his final 10 years make it obvious that he was a deeply unwell man whose life had spun wildly out of control: drug busts, medical emergencies, visits to rehab, rumours of breakdowns and suicide bids and seven incidents in which he either crashed his car or was found comatose at the wheel.The Professional Mask of Personal StruggleThat it somehow didn't appear obvious at the time – that his death at 53 felt like a shock rather than a grim inevitability – seems remarkable, but as Sanghera points out, Michael's professionalism did a lot to paper over the cracks. He was always available to the media and always smart, funny and self-effacing: to use a modern turn of phrase, he controlled the narrative. He was punctilious about his appearance – the star certainly never looked like an ailing drug addict – and unfailingly superb onstage.The Hidden Realities Behind the FameBehind the scenes, it was a different story. He struggled to make new music: at one juncture he booked six months of recording sessions but never turned up to the studio once. His once-acute commercial instincts seemed to desert him: even Sanghera can't muster much enthusiasm for the handful of still-unreleased songs he completed in his final years. He cut off close friends and family who tried to intervene. No one who knew him seems to have been particularly surprised by his death: the list of adjectives used to describe him on his official website now includes not just "icon" "legend" "soul singer" and "philanthropist" but "addict" "repeat offender" and "depressive".An Imagined Alternative LegacyAs the book draws to a close, Sanghera offers a heartbreaking alternative history. He imagines Michael conquering his addictions, coming to a complete accommodation with his musical past (to the end of his life, he was dismissive of Wham!, describing their oeuvre as an exercise in "ignoring my own intelligence" and declining to play most of their hits live) and headlining Glastonbury, "getting pleasure from the audience reaction to Club Tropicana".The Enduring Power of George Michael's MusicIt's affecting because you can imagine it so vividly: the endless succession of hits that anyone with even a passing interest in pop music knows, the pandemonium in the crowd when he breaks out Careless Whisper, the encore of Freedom '90. You don't have to be a fan on Sanghera's level to understand what a triumph it would have been. Tonight the Music Seems So Loud: The Meaning of George Michael by Sathnam Sanghera is published by Picador (£22). To support the Guardian, buy a copy at guardianbookshop.com. Delivery charges may apply.

The Launch of the Quentin Blake Centre for Illustration The Quentin Blake Centre for Illustration, opening in London's Clerkenwell, is billed as the largest institution of its kind worldwide. It aims to elevate illustration to the heart of British cultural life, serving as a museum, gallery, and creative laboratory. The Art of Storytelling Through Illustration Renowned illustrators like Quentin Blake, Axel Scheffler, and Sarah McIntyre share their insights on the art of storytelling. Blake, known for his work with Roald Dahl, emphasizes that illustration is a language everyone understands. The Underestimated Value of Illustration Illustrators are often overlooked, but they play a crucial role in bringing stories to life. McIntyre's 'Pictures Mean Business' campaign aims to give illustrators proper credit for their work. The process of illustrating a picture book can take months of intensive work, often 9+ hours a day, 6 days a week. The Impact of Illustration on Children's Literature Illustrators like Jim Field and Matty Long discuss how their work adds depth to stories. Field sees illustration as an extra layer that weaves in subplots or reveals character traits. Long believes images should do the bulk of the storytelling. The Future of Illustration The centre will house Blake's archive of 40,000 drawings and serve as a hub for illustration. The goal is to recognize illustration as a vital art form that shapes children's books, animation, fashion, and digital culture.

How Norway’s Children’s Books Are Redefining TabooSwedish‑born author Anna Fiske and fellow illustrators are publishing picture books that openly discuss subjects traditionally considered off‑limits for young readers, from assisted reproduction to sexual abuse. The approach has earned them awards, strong sales, and, in some markets, fierce opposition.Anna Fiske’s ‘How Do You Make a Baby?’ Triggers International ControversyFiske’s 2019 title Hvordan Lager Man en Baby? (How Do You Make a Baby) illustrates IVF, insemination and the mechanics of intercourse. Distributed in English‑speaking territories by a New Zealand publisher, the book attracted death threats in Canada, was labeled pornographic in the US and banned from several school libraries, yet it also sparked vital conversations about sexual education.Sales Milestones and Awards Highlight Market Reception100,000+ copies sold of Fiske’s “How to” series in Norway.2025: Fiske receives the Honorary Brage award, one of Norway’s top literary honors.Norwegian festival of literature in Lillehammer showcases dozens of titles on exclusion, bullying, queer literature, climate, mental health and forced migration.State Support and Cultural Attitudes Fuel Literary FreedomNorway’s publishing model purchases a large stock of every new title for national libraries, insulating authors from pure market pressure. Government grants further enable writers to experiment without fearing commercial failure. Culturally, Scandinavian views treat children as autonomous individuals, encouraging open dialogue about risk and hardship.Global Publishers May Follow Norway’s ModelAs controversy in North America highlights the limits of censorship, the Norwegian example suggests a viable path for other markets: combine public funding with a cultural ethos that respects children’s capacity to engage with difficult topics. If other countries adopt similar policies, we could see a surge in globally distributed children’s literature that tackles previously taboo subjects.

A Day of Artful ParentingThere's a special magic in introducing young children to the world of art, especially when it happens in the comfort of home. This narrative follows a parent and toddler as they navigate a day filled with creative expression, from building animal houses with colorful magnet tiles to exploring the welcoming spaces of a local gallery.Creating an Artistic Home EnvironmentThe journey begins in the child's bedroom, where walls are adorned with playful prints by artist Moira Frith and a William Nicholson piece of the Velveteen Rabbit. The ceiling features elephant and bee mobiles alongside Japanese paper animal balloons, creating an immersive artistic space that welcomes the child into a world of creativity from the moment they wake up.Morning Art AdventuresThe day commences with art-themed board books featuring Miffy, the little white rabbit, and an interactive color-mixing book. Despite the artistic focus, the toddler's attention naturally shifts to his plastic tractor, demonstrating how children naturally balance different interests. The morning continues with building a house for farm animals using colorful magnet tiles, stacking wooden blocks, and experimenting with stickers on paper.The Gallery ExperienceAfter a brief outdoor chalk-drawing interlude, the parent and child visit the William Morris Gallery, which the child affectionately calls "the gallery." This familiar space offers crayons, blank paper, building blocks, and soft toys—all set against an artistic backdrop. The gallery has become a regular Wednesday destination with the child's grandmother, representing how cultural institutions can be woven into family routines.Art Education for the Very YoungChildren naturally lack hierarchical distinctions about what constitutes art, embracing everything from professional paintings to their own scribbles. This democratic approach to creativity allows for boundless exploration and expression. The article suggests that both home-based art activities and gallery visits play complementary roles in nurturing young artistic sensibilities.Cultivating Future Art EnthusiastsAs the child grows, the parent envisions future art adventures, possibly even a trip to the Miffy Museum in Utrecht for the child's second birthday. This forward-looking perspective suggests that early artistic experiences can blossom into lifelong appreciation of creativity and culture.Resources for Young ArtistsFor parents looking to bring art into their homes, the article recommends several books:Miffy the Artist by Dick Bruna (also Miffy at the Gallery, and Miffy and the Artists)Famous Art to Colour by Susan MeredithThis Book Will Make You an Artist by Ruth Millington

The Historical Detective's QuestIn the spring of 2011, author Raf Nicholson embarked on a PhD journey to document the history of women's cricket, only to find a startling lack of resources at the MCC library at Lord's. The women's cricket section contained merely three books, including Rachael Heyhoe Flint's 1978 autobiography. This discovery sparked a decade-long mission to uncover the hidden history of women's cricket, culminating in his book 'The Women in Whites: A History of Women's Cricket in England' published in June 2026.The Lancashire Cowshed TreasureThe breakthrough came when Nicholson was directed to the Women's Cricket Association archive, stored in a former cowshed in a tiny hamlet eight miles east of Blackpool. There, amidst garden furniture and farming equipment, he discovered historical treasures including minute books dating back to 1926 when the WCA was formed, scrapbooks, letters, tour diaries, and newspaper cuttings. Spending two weeks in the summer, Nicholson made daily six-mile round trips from a nearby B&B; to meticulously document these invaluable materials.Pioneers of the Women's GameThrough his research, Nicholson brought to light key figures in women's cricket history. Betty Archdale, captain of the 1934-35 Australian tour, earned the nickname 'Hitler' for her distinctive leadership style. Myrtle Maclagan, daughter of an army officer, demonstrated exceptional cricket prowess with seven for 10 in the first women's Test and the first Test hundred in women's cricket. Marjorie Pollard, the WCA founder, maintained strict dress codes that required women to play international cricket in skirts until 1997, believing 'trousers are beyond the pale'.Overcoming Financial and Social BarriersResearch revealed the constant financial struggles faced by the WCA and women's cricket players. England batter Chris Watmough described writing hundreds of letters begging for financial support for the 1968-69 tour to Australia and New Zealand, which resulted in sponsorship from lingerie brand Berlei. Coach Ruth Prideaux had so little money for the 1993 World Cup that players slept on blow-up mattresses in her living room and trained by running along Eastbourne beach. Norma Izard famously borrowed a wok from MCC kitchens to burn a miniature bat, creating the first Women's Ashes trophy in 1998.Preserving a LegacyMany of the pioneering women Nicholson researched and interviewed have since passed away, but their stories live on through his book. The research journey also led to the MCC acquiring the complete WCA archive in 2017, moving the historical materials from the Lancashire farm to Lord's. This collection now serves as a valuable resource for future researchers, ensuring that the rich history of women's cricket is preserved and accessible for generations to come.

The Lead007 First Light successfully revitalizes the James Bond video game franchise after years of absence, offering fans an immersive experience that captures both the action and sophistication of the iconic spy. Developer IO Interactive demonstrates their passion for the Bond universe through meticulous attention to detail and creative gameplay mechanics that honor the franchise's legacy.Gameplay Mechanics and DesignGiven how open-ended Hitman is, it's surprising how well IO has taken to linear storytelling. There are still moments of the "social stealth" that defines the studio's other games, but it's been repurposed for cinematic forward thrust, and blended together with plenty of action. It seems lazy to pigeonhole First Light as Hitman meets Uncharted, but when you see Bond leap on to a cliff edge and scurry along rocky handholds, your mind can't help but go there.You are often playing through moments that would be cutscenes in another game. Sometimes that's as simple as a dramatic approach to a level; driving round a bend to reveal a sprawling Slovakian castle, say. More ambitiously, one whole chapter is given over to a glorified training montage that whips you back and forth between getaway driving, stealth and gunplay, all while charting thawing relations between our fledgling 00 candidates. This is on-rails storytelling done right.Character Development and StorytellingWe join young Bond in his pre-00 days, as a petulant, belligerent rule-breaking trainee. Actor Patrick Gibson begins as a cookie-cutter insubordinate, but warms to the role once he's bouncing off M (herself a green leader looking to make her mark), and an enjoyably urbane Q who drops the frustrated quartermaster routine and introduces Bond to the wonders of vinyl. A scene where he teaches our agent to tie a bow tie is a perfect bit of prequelcraft: arriving at an iconic look through a lovely character touch.In contrast to previous Bond games, First Light understands that action is only a part of the Bond fantasy. He's as much schmoozer as bruiser, and there's plenty of the former here, with socialising setpieces at a chess tournament or swanky product launch. The staging and atmosphere of these rooms is exemplary, but the work mostly boils down to eavesdropping on guests to discover a keycard's location, before shooting its keeper with a toxic dart.Technical Execution and VisualsAs Bond himself is learning the ropes, it sometimes feels as if the developers are feeling their way towards something. Guns are enjoyably punchy, but scripted fights always emphasise explosive theatrics over strategy. Gas tanks erupt, walkways tumble, cranes collapse: you enter fights looking for the red barrel that will trigger a chain of collateral damage. Fail to quell numbers this way and you're quickly overwhelmed.Fist fights are more enjoyable – not because they are any more sophisticated, but because of the commitment of their virtual stuntmen. Bond is a barroom brawler, barging bodies into clattering bookshelves and battering enemies with mugs and keyboards lying around. In the same way that waist-high cover always alerts you to an incoming fight in Gears of War, you learn to eye crockery or wine bottles with suspicion here. If it's not stuck down, you'll be smashing it into a mercenary's face within the next two minutes.Fists and guns are what happen when sneaking goes wrong. On this front, IO finds a punchy take on its classic lurking. A hacking watch introduces some Home Alone hijinks as you lure guards towards misbehaving photocopiers, before electrocuting the device with a laser beam. Gadgets let you run circles around enemies – though you have to accept some silliness as you refuel those toys with batteries stolen from TV remotes, or globs of hand sanitiser. It's hard to picture Daniel Craig scavenging for Carex.Legacy and Future of Bond GamesOn a visit to a Mauritanian market and a luxury hotel getaway, however, there is space to roam, and you're reminded how few developers can tap into that aspirational tourist fantasy. Plenty of games have let us be a gun-toting version of Bond, but this is the first opportunity we've had to be a Bond relaxing beside a glittering infinity pool in Vietnam, or a Bond trying to get one over on a shell game hustler. Games are now much more capable of taking us to specific places than they were in the time of GoldenEye on the N64.It's that full Bond immersion that 007 First Light will ultimately be remembered for, more so than the odd wonky setpiece scene. I have no doubt that this was made by excitable Bond geeks throwing "what if" moments at a whiteboard. What if you got to explore Q Lab watching underlings test malfunctioning prototypes? What if you were tied to a torturer's table and had to talk your way out? What if you found yourself at 15,000ft with no parachute? And what if you had access to John Barry's classic scores and could deploy a staggering needle drop out of nowhere?Very few fans get to play in the sandbox of their obsession like IO has here. As far as Bond video games go, nobody has done it better.

Early Reading Memories Virginia Evans shares her earliest reading memory, reading either 'The Velveteen Rabbit' by Margery Williams or poems from 'Where the Sidewalk Ends' by Shel Silverstein with her sister. Favorite Books Growing Up Evans loved mysteries and fantasy worlds, reading many Nancy Drew books, 'The Boxcar Children' by Gertrude Chandler Warner, and 'The Wind in the Willows'. She enjoyed books about things that can't exist, calling it escapism. The Book That Changed Her as a Teenager At 15, Evans read John Steinbeck's 'The Grapes of Wrath', which gave her a new understanding of what fiction can do and how words can portray complex living. The Writer Who Changed Her Mind Evans praises Joan Didion, saying every time she reads Didion's work, she is changed in some way, seeing the world, people, and politics differently. The Book That Made Her Want to Be a Writer In college, Evans read Jhumpa Lahiri's 'Interpreter of Maladies', which inspired her to write, making her think: 'I have to do this, I can do this, I will do this'. The Author She Came Back To Evans tried Jane Austen's 'Pride and Prejudice' too young, but when she came back to it in her late 20s, she enjoyed it tremendously. Books She Rereads Daphne du Maurier's 'Rebecca' Steinbeck's 'East of Eden' The Book She Could Never Read Again Evans devoured the Millennium series by Stieg Larsson but was too disturbed to read it again. The Book She Discovered Later in Life Evans didn't read 'Little Women' by Louisa May Alcott until her adult life, relating to the mother character and identifying with Jo's struggles as an author. Current and Comfort Reads Currently reading: 'While I Was Gone' by Sue Miller Comfort reads: 'The Uncommon Reader' by Alan Bennett, 'Beautiful Ruins' by Jess Walter, 'I Capture the Castle' by Dodie Smith

Translated Fiction Review Roundup A collection of recent translated fiction has been reviewed, showcasing the diversity and complexity of global literature. The reviews include: 'Sisters in Yellow' by Mieko Kawakami Sisters in Yellow by Mieko Kawakami, translated by Laurel Taylor and Hitomi Yoshio (Picador, £16.99) Kawakami’s latest opens with a bang, as narrator Hana learns that her old friend Kimiko has been charged with abduction. This MacGuffin takes us to their friendship in late-1990s Tokyo, when teen Hana and the older woman open a bar called Lemon: “Yellow attracts money.” But it’s a turbulent ride and soon Hana is in a world of organised crime. “The world is crazy. I feel like I’m living in a manga.” She’s not the only one, and you need an appetite for Kawakami’s style, which prefers to explore rather than explain – people come and go, buildings burn down, cancer is diagnosed, almost at random – but the relentless rush means there’s no time to get bored. At its best – as in a scene where Hana’s unreliable mother wants to borrow 2m yen for investment in lingerie that helps “your spine and organs move back to where they’re supposed to be” – this is a story both absurd and horrifying. 'All Flesh' by Ananda Devi All Flesh by Ananda Devi, translated by Jeffrey Zuckerman (Pushkin, £12.99) “Forgive me for starting this story with bodily, unpalatable origins.” You may as well – it’s all like that. In an unnamed European country, a schoolgirl “born with no urge but to consume” is getting bigger and bigger. “My gut, my ass, my thighs – they were all set on reaching the farthest corners of the world.” She blames her gluttony on the need to silence the voice of her dead twin sister, who was “absorbed into my tissues” in the womb. She hates school, where other kids mock her, as though her own self-disgust weren’t enough. After a blackly comic scene where she gets stuck in her bedroom doorframe like “an uncooperative cork”, she falls in love with the lonely carpenter who arrives to widen the door – but there are more twists to come. This powerful story is deeply physical, but driven by a compelling voice describing the torment of a girl who is “the psychical mirror of our time … immoderation made manifest”. 'The White Desert' by Luis López Carrasco The White Desert by Luis López Carrasco, translated by Rosalind Harvey (Granta, £14.99) This unpredictable book, comprising five linked stories about a Spanish couple, opens with the end of the world and gets weirder from there. A balloon debate about a post-apocalyptic scenario turns nasty when one participant pulls a knife, or thinks he does. A plane crash-lands on an island. “Can [we] go and get our luggage … Lots of people have, you know, soiled themselves.” What links the scenes is a sense of disconnection in our connected world, but the book subverts expectations: when a group of people celebrating New Year’s Eve go missing, it turns out to be a game of hide and seek. Footnotes peppered throughout suggest we’re viewing all this from the future (“Emirates was a well-known passenger airline …”), and discovering what the white desert is turns everything on its head. For readers who like to do their own joining up, and who want a playful, original take on our precarious lives, this is a thought-provoking treat. 'The Home of the Drowned' by Elin Anna Labba The Home of the Drowned by Elin Anna Labba, translated by Elizabeth Clark Wessel (Harvill, £16.99) “You could have waited, you bastards.” In 1942 Lapland, a village occupied by the semi-nomadic Sámi people is flooded by a new hydroelectric plant’s dam. One family watch as their goahti (peat-covered hut) disappears under the water. “It wasn’t the nicest goahti,” says Ánne. “No, but it was mine,” says her sister Rávdná. When Rávdná wants to build a house to replace it, the authorities refuse permission: the Sámi way of life has been rejected but alternatives are not permitted. A local newspaper half-heartedly offers to publicise their case, but “we receive a lot of angry letters if we use any foreign words”. When the government tells local people the new dam “will lift us out of poverty and injustice”, the words reek with irony. This intimate story of infuriating discrimination is, Labba says, based on real events in Sweden.