February 1, 2010
I love to travel and have been to England, Wales, Scotland, Austria, Luxembourg, Slovakia, Hungary, Italy and New Zealand. Noticeably absent from the list are places in Asia and the Middle East. Although I am not drawn to physically visit these areas, my reading seems to constantly navigate to them.
In the past month I have read 2 books by debut novelists that speak of the cultures of Iran and Afghanistan with great richness and pathos.
Born Under a Million Shadows by Andrea Busfield is told through the eyes of eleven-year-old Fawad, ever the optimist, even though his father has been killed and his sister has been abducted. The Taliban have withdrawn but their shadow lingers in Afghanistan as Fawad and his friends work the streets and cling to the hope for a better life.
Bone Worship by ElizabethEslami is the story of American born and raised Jasmine who fails out of college and reluctantly returns to the home of her Iranian father and American mother. She is immediately confronted with her father’s (and surprisingly her mother’s) determination to plan a “hastegar”, an arranged marriage, for her. The more intense story, always in the background, is her search to discover the life of her evasive father, and her continued longing to be close to him. Eslami weaves the richness of Iranian culture into the novel.
I’ll read anything written by Ha Jin and love the simplicity of his prose. 

I’m currently reading a new book by Dai Sijie, the author of Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress. Sijie’s new book , Once on a Moonless Night, set in China, shows both the beauty and the horror of its history. 
That is the joy of books. You don’t have to physically visit countries but you can still be present to their history, their culture and their beauty. Bon Voyage!