In this intimate and insightful essay, Rosalind Harvey explores the complex emotional and professional terrain of literary translation, weaving together attachment theory, career precarity, and the unseen labor of bringing words across linguistic borders.

It seems to me that one of fiction’s most remarkable qualities is that it allows us access to subjectivity like no other art form.

Your grandmother died of stage four lung cancer nearly a year ago, and now here you are, reading a passage you will have to translate about a mother dying of a respiratory disease.

Can this translation-adjacent labor be done, and done properly, if it must be squeezed in around . . . actually translating?

Brahim El Guabli offers an absorbing overview of the “construction of Amazigh indigeneity,” and Amazigh literature’s blossoming in its midst.