‘I carried around in my head a whole pantheon of dead family members, to each of whom a story was attached; often tragic, sometimes scandalous. I didn’t have my mother’s talent for talking but I enjoyed writing.’
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‘As with exercise, if I don’t write for a few days I begin to feel flabby and on edge. It’s hard to feel at ease until I am back at it.’
‘I didn’t know how to make sense of losing her. Writing became a place of refuge. ‘
Rukhsana Ahmad speaks with John Siddique about her peripatetic childhood in Pakistan, how her concern for other people motivates her to keep writing across years and genres, and how she’s avoided the constraints of the ‘post-colonial’.