Yesterday, I went to Patan Book Shop to buy a couple of my books to give to someone who said they have never read anything written by me, even though we will be working together on a new project. There, I got carried away and thought I would collect whatever they had with my name on it.
But I didn't get the two or three Photo.Circle books which have my work/name in them as the translator: the Feminist Project book (Public Life of Women), the Dalit book by Diwas Raja [Kc/KC/Khatri], Kishor Sharma's Lives in the Mist. These books are -- and rightly so -- expensive. I also didn't get the 5 books I have translated for Anbika Giri, because they only had copies of three of the five titles. Not available were Chapters by Amod Bhattarai, Land of Our Own by Suvash Darnal. At this point, I have no clue what is happening with the Maggie Doyne book, and it will be a few months before Dr. Bhekh Bahadur Thapa's book will be available in the market. More books not here than here. But, still, nice to (feel) know that one bookshop has all of these titles :)
The little zine on the top right-hand corner is this year's Photo Kathmandu's publication of a series of correspondences between photographers in Palestine and neighboring countries, or transplants, who speak to each other of their art, of loss and hope, of solidarity and resistance. I translated nearly all of the book, so am including it here. Which also means I should include the two Amar Kanwar projects from past iterations of the Festival.
Makes me feel like I am a Mr. Writer types. So I sat down this morning and wrote a thousand words of the new YA that has been scaring me.
