Short Stories
There’s no room for a lover in this city
A short story from a collection entitled
My Brother is Searching for Rimbaud by
Yousef Al-Mohaimeed, novelist from Saudi
Arabia, author of Wolves of the Crescent Moon
I know very well that the postal services in my city are a bit like my grandfather’s dilapidated mud wall but I never expected them to be so tardy that a letter would arrive one year and ...
Artecals
Translator’s note
Tony Calderbank
Al-Khobar 9 December 2005
In spring of 2004 Margaret Obank of Banipal magazine asked me to translate two chapters of Fikhakh Al Ra’iha. I was immediately struck by the pace of the narrative and the immediacy of the dialogue and descriptions. It reminded me of Marquez in its depth and simplicity. When I got hold of a copy from the auth...
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about "An American Literature"
Times editor Bill Goldstein interviewed UK author Ian McEwan, Kenyan author Binyavanga Wainaina, and Saudi author Yousef Al-Mohaimeed in Times Talks to talk about "An American Literature" as seen from abroad" in Friday, May 2, 2008.
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Lisa Kaaki
AT a high profile event held at the historic Citadel overlooking Cairo, the American University in Cairo Press launched its latest publications. Among them were for the first time a novel, “Wolves of the Crescent Moon” by a Saudi writer, Yousef Al-Mohaimeed who was born in Riyadh in 1964 and who is presently cultural editor of Al-Y...
Short Story
There’s no room for a lover in this city
I know very well that the postal services in my city are a bit like my grandfather’s dilapidated mud wall but I never expected them to be so tardy that a letter would arrive one year and four months after it was posted. My God! Which drawer had it been stuck in all that time? Whose fiendish fingers strangled this love and passion for so long? Who concealed my letter for such an age?
I spotted them in their GMC combing Laila Al-Akhyaliya Street. They’d just turned off Arouba Road and were suspiciously scanning the interior of The Blue Diamond video store in case a recalcitrant woman had transgressed and snuck into a shop that sold films. They stopped their car with the emblem of the commission that struck terror and apprehension into peoples’ hearts emblazoned upon its door
