'Dear Lord, I know what I’m
about to say will upset you, but
I am taking a year off from
being a Christian. I am having
a year’s break. Amen.'

"‘My baby is born angry; he rages. When
he is not sleeping, he is wailing, tiny fists
clenched, trembling with disapproval at
being in the world. When Lunga cries, he
is completely inconsolable. His knees bend
into his tiny tummy – foetal position –
and his tiny face turns an angry maroon
as he closes his eyes, mouth quivering.’

"With style, passion, and most of
all courage, Jefferey Rakabe tells
his own initiation story to expose
the deep roots of mysogyny in
our society - and to show what
actually makes a good man.
A stunning debut."

— Mark Gevisser, Author

‘When the time came for her and Naila to
alight as the cart drew to a stop outside the
farm gate, her back had probably touched
Meraj’s some two dozen times, mostly
inadvertently as the cart lurched down the
pot-holed gravel road. But she had to admit,
there were some points of contact that were
deliberate, when she positioned her back in
such a way that there was no option
but to touch his.’

With plagiarism scandals,
buried secrets and red herrings
aplenty, Andrea Shaw’s thrilling
debut gives the local publishing
industry its moment in the sun.

Take one over-the-top,
bolshie, city-slicker
Indian woman. One
reticent and reserved
white husband. And
their three children...

Meet the Eye-roller, the
Clothes peg, the Hairbrush,
the Crackling Malaprop in this
exhilarating new read from
our favourite ER doctor.

Ambitiously examines
the Global South’s
role in shaping its
future with BRICS.