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THE FOLDED EARTH: PUBLISHING SOON IN THE US

THE FOLDED EARTH is coming out in April 2012 in the US, published by the Free Press, as An Atlas of Impossible Longing was. If you want an early, free copy, there is a giveaway on Goodreads -- have a look here. The giveaway closes in about 3 weeks. Watch this space for the cover... I still haven't seen it, and can hardly wait.
The British paperback

The Folded Earth has been out in India and the UK for about a year and has had some great reviews -- you can look at excerpts and go to the links here. It was shortlisted for the Hindu Literary Prize and longlisted for the Man Asia Literary Award alongside Haruki Murakami's IQ84 -- I love Murakami's writing so I was delighted to be on a list with him (and almost as pleased that when my book was knocked out in the shortlist, so was his!)


The good news about both An Atlas of Impossible Longing and The Folded Earth is that they will soon be out in Arabic, published by Dar al Adab, a Beirut-based press that publishes Elias Khoury and other excellent writers. Very happy that my books will be on their list. The other translations of the books are listed here.

The Folded Earth also had an outing at the Jaipur Lit Fest, where I read from it. Will post a few pictures soon -- don't have any yet. But for people looking in general for pics from the Jaipur lit fest, there are tons of pictures of each day's activities posted by an agency, Solaris.


And finally, both the UK (Maclehose Press) and Indian (Hachette India) paperback editions of The Folded Earth will be out in April. The British edition will have the gorgeous new cover shown above.



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