Author Ismail Kadare is often touted as a strong and beloved potential recipient of the Nobel Prize for Literature, and in 2005 he won the inaugural International Man Booker prize Kadare's fiction offers invaluable insights into life under tyranny . . . But his books are of more than just political statement, they're fine writing by any language's standards ARCs available five months ahead of pub date, especially targeted at indie stores who support literature in translation From The Guardian : «Kadare is a writer who excels in the cataloguing of human errors and horrors, in a style and in forms that one might rightly describe as synthesised. Born in Albania, and having lived in Paris for many years, he is one of those rare writers of international reputation who has managed to avoid the pitfalls and indulgences of bland, postmodern, transcultural 'world literature'»
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Ismail Kadare. The Traitor's Niche
Praise for The Traitor’s Niche
1. At the Center of the Empire
2. On the Empire’s Frontier
3. Between the Frontier and the Center of the Empire
4. The Center of the Empire. Cloudy Day
5. The Frontier of the Empire. Cloudy Day
6. Still on the Frontier
7. Neither Frontier nor Center, Caw-Caw. Then the Center and the End
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“The quest for a rebel pasha’s severed head becomes a grimly comic comment in John Hodgson’s translation of this brilliant and laconic 1978 Albanian novel, an allegorical fable about 20th-century authoritarianism.”
—The New York Times Book Review, Editors’ Choice
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Abdulla remembered what the doctor had once said, that there were some people whose blood did not clot easily. In these cases, you have to add special substances, not exactly defined in the regulations, to the honey in which the head is placed. The doctor complained about the regulations. He kept saying that it was time to reconsider them in the light of recent medical knowledge.
To have to deal with heads like that would be the last straw, Abdulla thought as he watched the carriage disappear on the opposite side of the square. He felt almost certain that the blue-veined head of Halet the official was one of this kind.
