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It’s funny how I ended up a student of literature and an editor because of my love of reading, only to realise that being at the position I’m now in, I seldom have time to read for pleasure anymore.  What with all the study texts, required reading, journals and literary criticism for research and essay writing; not to mention the ever present slush pile to go through and to work on several drafts of the ones that make the cut, my to-read shelf grows faster than I can ever hope to tackle.

Yet once a lover of good fiction, always a lover of good fiction!  And the list of classics I still want to go through is a long one, not to mention the collections of writers I love like Achebe, Hemingway, Dostoevsky, Steinbeck and so on, but every once in a while, there are contemporary writers who jump…