August is Women in Translation Month
by Sunita
There are many, many book prizes out there, and I follow an awful lot of them. It is heartening to see the variety of work that is being published, but it also means that I am constantly aware of how many books I’m never going to get to.
I became aware of Women in Translation Month and the Warwick Prize for Women in Translation last year. Unlike just about every other award, the prize administrators put out a Google Doc of all the eligible entries, which you can find here (dreaded PDF format). A shortlist will be announced in a few weeks and the winner will be announced in November. Of the 92 entries I’ve read a grand total of 6:
- Celestial Bodies
- Convenience Store Woman
- Optic Nerve
- The Last Children of Tokyo (published in the US as The Emissary)
- The Pine Islands
- The Years
I do have a number of them on the TBR as well, and while I doubt I’ll read them this month, I’ll read and then post reviews here on the blog as I work my way through my list. On the TBR:
- Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead
- Katalin Street
- Love in the New Millenium
- The Remainder
- Tokyo Ueno Station
And I’ve read other books by authors listed here, notably Samantha Schweblin and Leila Slimani.
I like this prize because it combines two categories that I try to read in: literature written by women and translated literature, and I always find books I’ve never heard of but which sound up my alley.
“I am constantly aware of how many books I’m never going to get to.” That’s it, isn’t it? I am trying to keep in mind that no matter what I do/don’t read, whoever or whatever I do/don’t follow, the world will be full of books that sound interesting that I will never get to. It’s better than the alternative! But I too easily get into a space where I feel like my reading is always “falling short” of something. 92 entries will definitely create that feeling! I did think Katalin Street was very good.
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I think that’s what makes me impatient sometimes with trying to read entire longlists/shortlists of prizes. I inevitably hit a book or two or three which I don’t find that interesting, and then I think, “but I could have been reading one of the many books I really want to.” On the other hand, it forces me out of my comfort zone on a regular basis.
I have Katalin Street on my TBR because of you. 😉
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