Abdullah Angelo

Authorship: Khaled Al-Samti Binding: Cover Volumes: One Paper: Shamouh Size: 17 × 24 Summary: In the biography of the collection... here, a single personality surrounds you and suggests a super presence of diversity and difference. When we say a single personality, it is the voice of the narrator who hides in the heroics of stories distributed across every provocative surface towards insightful views to indicate sometimes the time and the burden of age, and sometimes distant cities and distant aspirations of a young man at the beginning of contact with the other and recording a special look at the civilization of that distant place. In this collection, we sensed a memory closely attached to us and know it well, and a great writing that does not plead nostalgia nor escape from it, and summarizes its questions and does not heal with possible answers, for that single personality engineers visions in different directions and years... It is seasoned writing that has not stopped to create remorse, nor has it become slack with excessive explanations of character states or an excess description of the defeated in their many ambitions. Each story contains an exciting revelation of transformations of beings present precisely and daily life rich with seduction, from the neighborhoods of Riyadh to the streets of Manhattan, from the far southwest of the Kingdom to the east of the East, Shanghai, in a building rising through a mosaic of stories dear to the heart of the writer and the tormented at the same time, according to the shape of the destiny that it determines for the hero of each story and the sharp, unique ending of each text. I almost find it a collection that markets the language’s uniqueness on its general space and firmly holds it within stories ignited by the movement of characters, the bitterness of love, and the power of defeat. We read Khaled Al-Samti after a disappearance from writing, perhaps exceeding a decade, and he is on the same personal text of his name, as if we are reading him for the first time with a wonder that deserves celebration and the complete vitality of the short story at the hands of the very absent yet very present writer. Yahya Maqasim