A new Generation of South African writers emerging?


Possibly. I certainly hope so.

Sarah Lotz’s Pompidou Posse is out now from PenguinSA. I haven’t read it, but it certainly looks interesting. (Except for the diary bits, because I tend to not like epistolary novels*)

“It’s the late eighties and British teenagers Vicki and Sage go on the
run in Paris after burning down their art-school pottery shed. Penniless,
homeless, and worst of all, out of cigarettes, it isn’t long before
they find themselves living on the streets….”

*And just to be contradictory, I love Adrian Mole. So there.