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First and foremost, the ministerJohn Oliver Killens (Amistad) wrote the book titled. This bizarre novel, which was unpublished for over thirty years after its author’s suicide in 1987, takes place in Guanaya (an imaginary African nation), where the discovery and subsequent development of mineral deposits has attracted international attention. Our hero is a Mississippi African American singer who has come to Africa to “reach African heart” in a hurry. After a series of bureaucratic mishaps, he bears an uncanny similarity to the Prime Minster of Guanayan. He is being recruited to become Prime Minister.

You are the best!Esther Freud, (Ecco) – The egocentricity of their husbands is what the Irish women in this novel have to endure for three generations. When Aoife, the matriarch of Ireland, talks to her husband on his deathbed, we learn more about Aoife. We learn about the love affair between Rosaleen, her daughter, and an artist in the sixties. Also, we hear about her imprisonment in an Irish Magdalene laundry as an unmarried mother. Kate, her daughter that she had to place up for adoption, speaks of her struggle with her unfaithful and addicted husband. Every woman feels as trapped as her father; every mother seeks to connect with her daughter; and everyone discovers that “if you opened your heart, it would also break.”

Joy is not found in the forestJP Daughton, Norton. This brutal tale focuses on French colonial archives that detail the tragic construction of the Congo-Ocean Railway. The project was thought to have been the key to local development. Twenty thousand Africans worked on it from 1921 to 1934. Most of them were slave laborers who worked in the fields, clearing woods by hand and turning gravel with hammers. A man simply identified as “No. 8846 “, lost a third of his body weight within weeks. Daughton highlights individual stories and flips the Eurocentric narrative of documents he studied upside down. In which “white triumph would never disregard African trauma”,

Pure flame, by Michelle Orange (Farrar, Straus & Giroux). The author of these memoirs was a long-time friend of her mother. She gave up her maternal responsibility in order to make it possible for her to reach the top of the corporate ladder. Orange was able to see the effects of her mother’s death on her life when she became seriously ill. The book is a conversation between the couple. Orange’s mom, although refusing to discuss sexism in work, refused to identify herself as a feminist. It also includes her personal story within a wider feminist framework on mothers and daughters. Orange’s reflection on Beauvoir’s death may be applicable to her as well: “The loss allowed her to see the connection and the separation, the reciprocity, and interdependence.”

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