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Recommended reading from 2008

 
AS Byatt
One biography: Jackie Wullschlager's endlessly absorbing account of Chagall and European life, wars, arts and ideologies (Chagall: Love and Exile).I still don't love Chagall, but every page of this tale is enthralling, gripping and strange.
Three novels. Philip Hensher's The Northern Clemency, about Sheffield in the Thatcher years. Hensher understands people and he understands politics. He understands the wise, the mean and the absurd. Michelle de Kretser's The Lost Dog, which is one of the best-written books I've read for years. She writes with clarity and wit and thoughtfulness. And Nadeem Aslam's powerful Afghanistan novel The Wasted Vigil. This book is terrifying. It is also tragic and beautifully written, and changes the reader.
 
Tariq Ali
I was much impressed by two debut novels by south Asian writers who, unlike many local counterparts, write about things that matter. Mohammed Hanif's A Case of Exploding Mangoes is a surreal thriller dealing with the assassination of a Pakistani military dictator. At times incredibly funny, it also, like a Buñuel film, captures the sinister side of life. Tahmima Anam's The Golden Age explores the painful birth-pangs of Bangladesh through the eyes of a family wrecked by the war.
Ronald Fraser's magisterial history Napoleon's Accursed War is a brilliant view from below of the popular Spanish resistance to French invasion, in what the insular Brits still call the Peninsular war, when the term "guerrilla" came into common currency. One of the great epics of the 19th century, properly recovered for the first time by Fraser in all its ambiguities and tragedies, along with its popular heroism, it's continuously moving, without a trace of sentimentality.

William Boyd
The most original novel I read in 2008 was Gordon Burn's Born Yesterday. It is a highly sophisticated take on the news that was served up to us by the media in 2007. Burn's great gift is to make us see these events - that we were all very aware of - anew, through the filter of his fiction. No one has written more shrewdly and knowingly about popular newspaper culture than Burn, but with this novel he taps into something more profound and sinister.
The most nriginal novel of 1842, Nicolai Gogol's Dead Souls, has achieved a magnificent rebirth in 2008 through Donald Rayfield's superb new translation. Rayfield's translation is one that Vladimir Nabokov would unreservedly admire and is accompanied by dozens of superb, hitherto unseen illustrations by Marc Chagall. A big, beautiful book and a mould-breaking classic reinvigorated.
 
 
Alastair Campbell
I missed Mohsin Hamid's The Reluctant Fundamentalist when it came out in hardback, but picked up the paperback at City airport a few months ago. It was one of those rare occasions when I wanted the flight to be longer so I did not have to stop reading. The narrative device - the entire novel is just one side of a conversation between two strangers in a Lahore café - could have been very limiting. But it is the perfect vehicle for a beautifully written story that builds in intensity to a climax that has you thinking long after the book is closed.

Carmen Callil
I have spent many happy hours reading So I Have Thought of You: The Letters of Penelope Fitzgerald. Until a biography of this genius comes along, we have these letters, so ironic, idiosyncratic and beautiful. Because her letters are full of the stuff of every day and because her life straddled the last century (she died in 2000), her correspondence presents both a public and private portrait of an age. And every letter made me think: if Jane Austen had been permitted to live a century or two later, had lived in England through two world wars and had been allowed to take part in the ups and downs of domestic and literary life, she would have been just like Penelope Fitzgerald.

– Courtesy The Guardian