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and I can't think of a better way to store it in your briefcase. I hope to get a copy of Lauren Groff's new novel Florida (William Heinemann) before I go to the Highlands next weekend; her last novel, Fates and Furies, was a fascination and feverish one.

Thomson is an amazing author who should be much more acclaimed than he is. We' re living in a period of beautiful scientific literacy, and Carlo Rovelli's new novel, The Order of TIME (Allen Lane), is an example of the best. Here he shows how deeply weird it really is.

Also The Accident on the A35 by Graeme Macrae Burnet (Saraband): "It's been a long while since I've seen a policing case (more or less) that was so engrossing and smart by Jaron Lanier (Bodley Head) and a recent piece of evidence I can't look forward to getting bogged down in: Niviaq Korneliussen (Virago, translates by Anna Halager).

When you want your vacation resort to contain a degree of profound vital terrorism - and who doesn't? - I am pleased to draw your attention to Mariana Enríquez's extremely outstanding collection of Thing' s We Love In The Fire (Portobello, by Megan McDowell). {\Either that or you are cursing me for it, it's about 50/50.)Maybe even less appropriate is reading a strand is James Bridle's New Dark Age (Verso), an exceptional, sensitive study of the various ways in which the ascent of information has disguised, rather than shed light on the surgeries of the force in the universe, and diminishes our ability to do so.

I am most pleased this summers two of my favourite novels are Olivia Laing's Crudo (Picador) and Jacqueline Rose's Mothers: an essay about love and cruelty (Faber), which I have just begun to study and which I enjoy very much. There are two new favorites, memoir that use other textbooks to tell their stories.

To understand the odd events in her own familiy, A Lifebuilt By Books (Harper Collins) draws votes and topics from literature classes (e.g. Jane Eyre, David Copperfield, Miss Marple, Milly-Molly-Mandy). For the full effect of these bewitching, excentric, funny memoirs, I commend the skittish read of the audio book to the autho-tur.

Lucy Mangan visits our most popular children's literature (Milly-Molly-Mandy reappears), revives the children of our mutual infancy and uses them - with a lot of humour and intelligence - to tell her own tale. A further work on the transformational force of literature is Educationated (Hutchinson), Tara Westover's intriguing, breathtaking reminder that she was brought up by a survivor who does not know about medicines, education or milk produce and recounts the history of her resolve to find out.

I spend my summers at home, on the Cornwall beach, and a vacation I look forward to is Human Relations and Other Difficulties - the collection of 1972-2015 articles by Mary-Kay Wilmers (Profile), publisher of the London Review of Books and my old head. Eventually I take John Fowles' youthful, profoundly dramatic classical The Magus (Vintage), which recalls me to be a youngster who hopes for romanticism on vacation and instead seeks comfort in a comforter.

I enjoy reading them as memoirs, but with a beautiful look of fiction that enhances them, making me Jean Hannah Edelstein's fabulous This Really Isn't About You (Picador), a hot and ingenious portrayal of the search for your soles in the face of great forfeiture. For my journey to Los Angeles I pack Cesare Pavese's The Beautiful Summer (Penguin), with an intro by Elizabeth Strout, a lean representation of Italian 1930s romance, and 300 argument and angoingness:

Publications are for a distraction-free dip into booklets. Neapolitan people'44 by Norman Lewis (Eland) is a gripping and filmed report on how Neapolitans handled besiegement and hunger - Countresses turned ball-rooms into kitchen garden or just went over to sex work, and the feline populations went down drastically - while they kept up the pretense.

I' ll be in the rolling mountains of Tuscany this past sommer and take Shape of Light: 100 Years of Photography and Abstract Art (Tate) with me to inspiration my own work. Storys of the Law and How It's Broken (Macmillan) is an insightful, fun and frightening look at the penal system, ideal for rereading passages and disturbing the life of those "just trying to have a good time".

It' the most funny novel I've seen in a long time and one of the most sad. He is an astute and touching poet and finds the right mix of complexity and straightforward. I have many textbooks I would like to see on a Gower beach: Flight by Olga Tokarczuk (Fitzcarraldo Editions, edited by Jennifer Croft), Holds by Michael Donkor (Fourth Estate) and Astroturf by Matthew Sperling (Quercus).

Cheerful, subtle and surprisingly moving, Paradise Lodge (Penguin), just out in her pocketbook, follows her heroine's adventure when she retires from college to work in a retirement home ready for Thatcheritic reform. I always knock on the need to do more reading about corpse writers - they have no one to market their work, and they are inexpensive and usually bright.

Sylvia Townsend Warner this past year. Their The Flint Anchor and The Corner That Hero Them ( "Virago") are disregarded cartoon masterworks whose memories of cool East Tango scenery are the ideal balsam for suntangling. I won't get a vacation because I have a new novel, but on my rail trips I'll read Anne Enright to interview her at the North Cornwall Bookstival.

I will also carry Lisa Halliday's Asymmetry (Granta), Pond by Claire-Louise Bennett (Fitzcarraldo) and Iris Origo's Toscany diary, War in Val D'Orcia (Pushkin), always concerned that I have a little one. That is just one of many touching stats in Ulrich Raulff's extraordinary and inspiring story of the last 100 years of our relation to the horse kingdom, farewell to the horse (Penguin, translates by Ruth Ahmedzai Kemp).

by Matthew Klam is a great reading for the whole family - a comedian at an artist meeting at the sea thinks about his own creative, disloyalty and his own vitality. The results are hilariously funny and invigoratingly smart. An equally artistic but down-to-earth reading is the series of essays How to Word an Autobiographical Novel (Mariner) by Alexander Chee.

Chees' views on typing, charity and activation are hard-fought, sincere and unbelievably sapid. I' m planning on reading it while I' m going to visit my sis in Providence, Rhode Island. I have a long-cherished goal this summer: to discover the hills and towns of the Republic of Georgia with its national mini bus system.

In a journey that is mainly travelling, I want to create inspiring and reflective literature. Having read the first great storyline, I was impatient to hoard Glen James Brown's Ironopolis (Parthian) début, a string of intertwined stories taking place on a run-down Middlesbrough property. So is Mary O'Hara's Policy Press (Austerity Bites), which covers the front line of cost-cutting, a publication that is unfortunately as topical today as it was when it was first released four years ago.

It is a master class in lines and metaphors. Like the best ledgers, it raises me higher up into myself. "I was also impressed by Scott McClanahan's The Sarah Buch (Tyrann). More than that, it is the first one I have been reading for some time, Kafka's commonplace saying that a ledger must be an ax that smashes the icy oceans within us.

It is a funny and enchanting reading, ideal for a sunny holiday where you do nothing else. I hope to see some of my Hudson Valley buddies this past season; I have to edit my movie Mary Queen of Scots first - it' s from John Guy's bio of Mary Stuart, My Hart Is My Own (Harper).

I' m going to dip into Stephen Greenblatt's new Tyrant for my recentt: Tyrant: It is a good way to prepare for the next piece I'm directed, Measure for Measure at Donmar, London. There' ve been a whole series of such works lately, most of them overrated and not as well spelled as their fans state.

However, Tallis is writing with clearness and humour about the state of morbidity of the relationship, which turns out to be a kind of insanity. It is a nice lovestory and a look into the lives and hearts of a lady who has Asperger's or highly functional autumn. It was a fascinating novel that makes me feel both warm and cute.

Another unbelievable romance is an US marriage (Algonquin) by Tayari Jones, but with bigger challenge for the pair at the center, which makes the tale all the more arousing. You' ll never ever get over the history of Celestial and Roy. I have my favorite bookstore where my summers are taken.

I' ve been reading The One Who Worote Destiny (Atlantic) by Nikesh Shukla, a wonderful, bright contemporary classical, covered to a long distance fly - take weasels! Bernadine Evaristo's Mr Loverman (Hamish Hamilton) is the most funny and sad one. All characters are ideal companions for your holidays.

All my summers this year are work-related - Wales, Suffolk, Edinburgh and Cairo - so to accompany me on the train, plane and bus, I will pack you (Atlantic) by Meena Kandasamy, Grime Kids (Orion) by DJ Target, Elsewhere, Home (Telegram) by Leila Aboulela and Things Bright and Beautiful (Penguin) by Anbara Salam.

Charlotte Bingham's memoirs MI5 and Me were a funny and airy reading: I was very moved by Go Went Gone (Granta, interpreted by Susan Bernofsky) by Jenny Erpenbeck when I saw the distress of the refugees through a pensioned prof. The Overstory ( "William Heinemann") by Richard Powers, an eco-epic with a tree in the center of the story, and Ling Ma's Severance ( "Macmillan"), a brillant to the sound ing post-apocalyptic novel, which focuses on the end time of the end of endocapitalism.

I learned to swimm this year, and while practicing my shots in Paxos, I collected some swimmer-book on the cover, and on top of the stack is Turning: Geraldine Harcourt's Territory of Light, Yuko Tsushima's tales of conjugal frustration, parenting and solitude after a Tokyo break-up in the 1970s.

Among the titles I'm working on for Arles are Annie Ernaux's The Years (Fitzcarraldo Editions, edited by Alison L Strayer), Will Ashon's upcoming Wu-Tang epos, Chamber Music (Granta) and Nikesh Shuklas The One Who Prote Destiny (Atlantic). I traveled last months and bounced back and forth between the textbooks during my journeys.

I also read Nietzsche for the first read, also because Cus had Mike Nietzsche read at the age of 15. I' m half way through Thus Spake Zarathustra (Wordsworth, transl. by Thomas Common) and I'll confess that I can't make a man's mind or dick out of some of them. It tells me to believe in myself, to think at an above-average standard and not to get lost in trifles.

The perfect vacation reader. If you want a true pleasure, you have to study Martina Evans's Now We Can Talks Offenly About Men (Carcanet). It is a humorous and insightful account of the life of two Irish woman during the Irish civilian uprising. I spend my own vacation in Sweden to research for a novel.

One of the most inventive and necessary of all the titles I have ever studied is Rachel Cusk's Kudos (Faber). Anyone who hasn't even seen it, I belive it. So my perfect vacation (a little imagination at the moment) would be two weeks in Rome with all of Tremain on a Kindle, together with John Updike's Rabbit (Penguin) Quartett - which I've been reading for years - as well as Motherhood (Harvill Secker) by Sheila Heti, which I've hoarded, and Never Anyone But You (Corsair) by the infallible Rupert Thomson.

In the course au silence (A History of Silence (Polity) lesen d'Alain Corbin. In a thrifty, beautiful and exquisitely spoiled way, Corbin describes, well.... something and nothing: silence. For the first section he suggests George Rodenbach's The Bells of Bruges (Dedalus, edited by Mike Mitchell) and Max Picard's The Flight from God (St Augustine's Press).

Speakakakah Murata's Woman convenient shop (Portobello, translates by Ginny Tapley Takemori) occupies a universe room, the Convenient Shop, and makes it the stage for a dark and funny (and very short) novel about estrangement and identities in an urbane, capitalistic world. The Alexander Chee's How to Serve an Autobiographical Novel (Mariner) is a compilation of articles on racial, literary, political, feminine, feminist, queerness as well as sexual issues that is urgently and revealing.

I will be in Paris most of the sommer and I will take Edouard Louis' The End of Eddy (Vintage, translates by Michael Lucey), Leila Slimanis Lullaby (Faber), Han Kangs The Vegetarian (Portobello), Min Jin Lees Pachinko (Head of Zeus), Lisa Ko's The Leavers (Dialogue) and Jenny Zhang's Sour Heart (Bloomsbury).

Ricardo Reis's year of death (Vintage, translates by Giovanni Pontiero) was a epiphany, and I'm looking forward to half a further one. They are both authors of marvelous vigour and serenity. This year one of my favorite book was Nine Island (Catapult) by Jane Alison, which is fun and witty and so carefully watched depicting the lives of a lone lady during her lydyda.

It' so graphically described that I didn't see it as my own fairy tale, which shows how good a novelist Alison is. Their heroine J's reflexions about sexuality, loving and other human beings are so unapologetically and sincere that I felt less alone and freaky when it came to it. She is accompanied by her step-by-step emergence into the realms of political, loving, oppressive and family complexities - and her sketches are charming.

I will take with me Motherhood (Harvill Secker) by Sheila Heti and Zadie Smith's new essay compilation Le Free (Hamish Hamilton). Sharlene Teo's Ponti (Picador) is a humorous, funny di-section of mother-daughter relations and the influence of age and youth on friendship, against the background of Singapore B films.

I' m going to Eastern Devon and take the Nafissa Thompson-Spires head of the Colored People family ('Chatto & Windus'), Jean Hannah Edelstein's memoirs This Really Isn't About You (Picador) and Craig Taylor's Londoners (Granta). It' not so much about how you are a writer, but how you are in a verse or even a verse, it also works as a great volume about it.

I will also take a fistful of these nutritious Penguin Contemporary classic cars with me to go on vacation with George Orwell's Notes on Nationalism, Albert Camus's Create Dangerously, James Baldwin's Dark Days, Kathy Acker's New York City 1979 and Samuel Beckett's The End. I' m going to Krakow this year for a residence and take The Idiot (Vintage) by Elif Batuman, an educational novel about communications problems in the early days of the cyber age.

I' ve already reread it twice, but I can't stand it without being it. I' ll also be See What Can Be Done (Faber) by Lorrie Moore, my favorite screenwriter, and The New Animals (Victoria University Press) by Pip Adam, the groundbreaking 2017 New Zealand novel about the gap between generations, the clothing business - and I can't say anymore, or I'll be ruining the end.

I' m going to New York and Lisbon this past sommer to read Maya Angelou's The Heart of a Worldwoman. It gives you an idea of the smart, impassioned lady that Angelou is without a doubt. It is a tale that documents the lives of a young lady in America with more than her part in the challenge of the world.

I was the first person to write Nicole Dennis-Benn's Here Comes the Sun (Oneworld) in Jamaica. I take South Atlantic Requiem (Arcadia) by Edward Wilson, one of my favorite espionage writers, and I Hid My Voice (Abacus, or Abacus, as Sanam Kalantari translates it) by Parinoush Saniee, an author from Iran who is about a pathriarchal familiy that is emblematic of the iranic regim.

I would also suggest Princess Bari (Periscope, edited by Sora Kim-Russell) by Hwang Sok-yong, writer from Korea, and Than Skin (Jacaranda) by Uzma Aslam Khan, writer from Pakistan-America. I' ve already completed three of them. Alexis Wright's Constable is a disastrous dystopic view of a prospective Australia.

When you' re on vacation somewhere near the waters, take the new issue of Charles Sprawson's vintage Haves of the Black Masseur. Ian Brown's The Boy in the Moon, Peter Carey's A Long Way from Home (Faber) and Zadie Smith's essay Leel Free (Hamish Hamilton) would all be great vacation read.

My own summers have included The Unaccompanied (Faber) by Simon Armitage, Untitled (Mainstream) by Carol Ann Duffy, The Bonniest Companie (Picador) by Kathleen Jamie, Jackself (Picador) by Jacob Polley and Don't Call Us Dead (Chatto & Windus) by Danez Smith. Whoever has the least interest in policy must study Tim Shipman's Fallout (William Collins), the successor of his exciting all-out war.

However, for a fictional adventure story, I did enjoy coming back to the George Smiley universe in John Le Carré's A Legacy of Spies (Penguin), at a time when overall mistrust of the Coldwar is provoking. Didier Eribon's To Reims (Allen Lane, transcribed by Michael Lucey) also touched and inspires me profoundly, as I failed to make the adaptations for the Manchester Stages at last year's Manchester Motorshow.

Neel Patel's If You See Me, Don't Say Hi (Flatiron) are great tidbits for the beaches, travelling or relaxing time. The Mackenzi Lee's Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue (Harper Collins) is a dizzying tornado of a romance; I can't await the coming-back.

The Rebecca Solnit's Hope in the Dark (Canongate) is an excuse to move on, even if everything seems insecure, and will be sending you home from vacation to continue. It' a groundbreaking novel, full and resounding, with a powerful vocal range. Mine second is Audre Lorde's Your Silence Will Not Protect You (Silver), the collective essay by this important author, novelist and sectionalist.

This is a contemporary work, not least because it recalls that since the 1960' s, topical questions of sex, raciality and authority have been controversial here in ardent and pervasive poeticism. I' m going to spend my summers being very calm in the country of Kent.

I' ll take a stack of textbooks, one of them Stuart Hall's Familiar Stranger: An inter-island existence (Penguin), the afterhumous memory of this essential culture theoretician; Colm Tóibin's The House of Names (Viking); Nan Shepherd's The Living Mountain (Canongate); and Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's Purple Hibiscus (Fourth Estate). Damian Le Bas's A Journey Through Gypsy Britain (Chatto & Windus) is the ideal companion for any vacation in the British Isles.

He depicts a hidden realm and makes me feel like living in the open air, at least for a sundown. I' m going to Folegandros in August and I' m planning Lara Pawson's serrated, breathtaking contemplation on conflict, brutality and ardour. This Is the Place to Be (CB Editions). I once saw it and it was like a flash of lightening; I can't wait to tear it through again.

I' m going to stay at home this sommer to read about recent erratical observations, mostly transliterated literature and trump. Ahmed Bouanani's The Hospital, a brief novel by the author and filmmaker from Morocco, is published for the first case in Anatolia. Also Mistaken Identity by Asad Haider, who is concerned with the trump card quality and breed, and I have been waiting longingly for new interpretations of the Brasilian author Machado de Assis.

An all new compilation will be released later this months, compiled by Margaret Jull Costa and Robin Patterson. Who are you going to read this year?

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