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Hisham Matar
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Hisham Matar

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An interview with Hisham Matar

In an interview with the Booker Prize committee , the author of My Friends, longlisted for the Booker Prize 2024, talks about the classic that inspired him to become a writer, and why he always returns to Proust.

The inspirations behind my Booker-longlisted book  

I wrote the opening paragraph and carried it in my head for a decade before I sat down to write the book. During that time I felt it work on me: the narrator's voice, the logic of his sentences, and his abiding passion for his friends. I gradually understood that the book was also a walk – a mapping of an exile, a city and a state of mind – that it was both thematically as well as metaphysically about friendship, its prose and syntax growing more familiar as it progressed, so that reading it would resemble a growing intimacy.  

The book that made me fall in love with reading  

Ibn Battuta's Travels, the mischievous and acrobatic essays of Al-Jahiz, and Italo Calvino's early short stories would be contenders. In poetry, Nizar Qabbani and Constantine Cavafy ran through my boyish days. But if I must choose one book, it would have to be The Arabian Nights, and if I'm to single out one sentence in that multifarious toolbox of a book, it would be when Shahrazad asks that most consequential question, 'Do I have your permission to tell a story?' which gradually, night after night, helps to distract the maddened Sultan away from his bloody intent. 

The book that made me want to become a writer  

The Catcher in the Rye – I know, hardly original. But I remember drinking it on a sweltering afternoon in Cairo, lying diagonally in bed beneath a racing ceiling fan when I was 19. I haven't read it since, but it was for me then a deeply generous and generative book, in that it made me want to write. 

The book I return to time and time again  

Remembrance of Things Past, C. K. Scott Moncrieff's translation of Marcel Proust's À la recherche du temps perdu. It never ceases to fascinate and delight me, and when times are hard, or I encounter something ugly or painful, I open it and read a few lines. Proust is magisterial without ever wanting you to fall on your knees. Instead, he taps the seat beside him, as though to say, 'Come, let me show you this.'  

The book I can't get out of my head  

Jean Rhys' Good Morning, Midnight, which lives in my veins. And a few days ago, I finished Michael Ondaatje's new and magnificent poetry collection, The Year of Last Things, and had to reread it straight awayI'm captured by his longing and active poems, constantly searching for the points of severance and connection. Come to think of it, both books do that, as though, they seem to say, to live is to survey and to mend, and to fail at both and to never stop trying. Reading them, I am with each word.  

The book that changed the way I think about the world  

I'd say every book that has ever meant anything to me has done that, although rarely in obvious ways, of course. Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness and Tayeb Salih's Season of Migration to the North showed me the power and limitations – or the powerful limitations – of hearsay. Recently, reading Bernard Williams' philosophical essays on Truth and Truthfulness made me feel at once returned to myself as well as having my entire thinking ever so quietly nudged by Williams' methodical and convivial persistence in weighing up the matter, turning it this way and that. 

The book that changed the way I think about the novel  

Javier Marias' The Dark Back of Time. I remember reading it on the bus and feeling some of those passive assumptions that we somehow pick up, often with little thought, fall away. I was fortunate to know Marias. He and I exchanged several letters, but I don't remember ever telling him how much I loved that book. And so it surprised me when, a few weeks before he unexpectedly died, he sent me, with our mutual friend Juan Gabriel Vásquez, a copy of that book, in which he added a beautiful note and his fleeting signature.   

The book that impressed me the most  

Three come to mind: Ernest Hemmingway's The Sun Also Rises, which manages to hold, within the folds of its silences, the unsayable, and does so with such a natural light touch that the whole book seems to resonate suspended in one's heart; Dostoyevsky's The Brothers Karamazov, where the entire novel is motored by ideas and their temperaments; and Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse. Woolf understands, perhaps better than any writer I've read, that no turn is more profound or dramatic than that of the mind.  

The book I'm reading at the moment  

I've only started reading Iris Murdoch this year. So far I've read the novels A Severed Head and The Sea, the Sea, and a short book of philosophy, The Sovereignty of Good, and in each there is the elegance of her mind, its ardent independence and poise, together with a faint but mournful restraint, as though she were writing from a place to which she had reluctantly retreated, and from where she cannot totally rely on our sympathy, and yet, from within that doubt, what great passion and clarity she manages to muster.  

The Booker-nominated book everyone should read 

I've always loved An Artist of the Floating World by Kazuo Ishiguro, shortlisted for the Booker Prize in 1986, which happens to be the year I moved to Britain. And, because I like pairings, two books that evoke London's waterways: Michael Ondaatje's beautiful Warlightlonglisted in 2018, and that gem that is Offshore, by Penelope Fitzgerald, which won in 1979 (the year my family went into exile). 

 

 

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Hisham Matar lived through many of the terrible events that he depicts in In the Country of Men. In this interview, he discusses his life, and the motives of his key characters.

In the Country of Men loosely mirrors some of the events that have taken place in your life. Given this fact, when and how did the idea of writing it begin to take shape?

When I first began writingIn the Country of Men all I had was the voice of the protagonist. He intrigued me and my desire to want to know him and his world became almost compulsive. It is by far much more interesting and entertaining to write and read work that is a product of the imagination rather than a list of remembered events. Some works of fiction read like lists, events that have happened and therefore hold little surprise for the author, who ought to be constantly on his toes for the next possibility. This is why I had no interest in writing an autobiographical account of my childhood.

Most of the main characters are men, aside from perhaps the novel’s most luminous figure, Suleiman’s mother. Explain the significance behind the book’s title and how you came to choose it.


The book revolves around the complex and intense relationship between the protagonist and his young mother. The two often seem guests in a world decided and shaped by men.

Despite her “illness” and supposed inferiority, Suleiman’s mother is actually the rock of the family and the one who must keep it afloat while her husband is detained. What inspired you to create such a complex character? Can we as readers learn something from her actions?

She is certainly a paradox. I haven't met two people who agree on her. Some say she is a heroic and courageous figure, others claim she is a less than capable mother. A character happens through the writing. The process is not too unlike dancing with a stranger in the dark: you take your chances. You follow their lead. And when the moment is right, when you have gathered enough courage and audacity, you attempt to whisper a name into their ear. Sometimes they respond. Nothing in my work is written with the intention to instruct or teach.

Despite the fact that he cares deeply for them, Suleiman’s father risks the lives of his wife and son by becoming active in the political undergroundessentially putting politics above his family. Suleiman’s mother does quite the opposite. At one point, she appeals to her neighbor (a government official) in order to secure her husband’s freedom and her son’s safety. Might you elaborate on this contrast?

I don't know to what degree I ought to engage in judging the actions of my characters, let alone elaborating on them. I am interested in their existence, in their being—what we call life—and so see no need to measure their actions morally or otherwise.

Part of what makes In the Country of Men so fascinating is that it’s written from the perspective of a nine-year-old boy, the age you were when you left Libya. How does Suleiman’s naiveté and struggle to understand what’s going on around him shape the flow and impact of his story?

Making Suleiman the same age as I was when I had left Libya helped me remember that time in Libya. Children live with an intensity most adults take for granted. The present to them is all. It makes perfect sense, for instance, why a child ought to be devastated when his toy breaks. The lack of hindsight makes them both reckless and wary. In some ways, childhood is a sort of mystical experience; perhaps the most refined one we are likely to ever experience.

After winning three games in a row against Kareem in front of the other neighborhood kids, Suleiman turns against his friend and betrays his confidence, despite his respect and love for Kareem and the fact that Kareem had always treated him as an equal. Is this not representative of something deeply distressing about human naturethe ability to turn against each other, despite past loyalties?

I am not sure about that. The way Suleiman behaved toward his friend Kareem seemed credible; it did not seem acceptable that he ought to suffer all the pressures he suffers without being corrupted in some way.

One of the most intense and powerful scenes in your novel is, of course, the one where Ustath Rashid is executed in the National Basketball Stadium in front of a frenzied, animal-like mob, all screaming for his execution as a traitor. You write, “Something was absent in the stadium, something that could no longer be relied on.” What was that “something,” and what do you see is the reason for its absence? Isn’t this “something” absent in much of today’s world as well?

I am often mistaken for my protagonist ... Those were Suleiman’s words. As for what I think is missing in our world today, I would say: Nothing; we have everything, but in the wrong quantities: Too much pain and suffering, and not enough of those most noble of intellectual faculties: Compassion and Tolerance.

In the last few chapters, Suleiman looks back on his life and attempts to make sense of what happened to him and how it shaped who he is as a person. Why did you choose to include this section, and what does his change in perspective say about his character and his feelings for his country?

Suleiman’s motivation for telling his story is rather unclear in the beginning. It is only toward the end that his reason for ‘recalling’ the past is gradually unveiled. He has become so far removed from the past, exiled from the time and the place of his early beginnings, and so in his telling there is the hope that he could ‘return’ if even in his mind.

Toward the end of In the Country of Men, you write, "Nationalism is as thin as a threadperhaps that's why it's so anxiously guarded." You were born in New York City and spent your childhood in Tripoli and Cairo. Now, you live in London. Do you feel a particular affinity toward any of these places over the others? Would you ever consider moving back to Tripoli or Cairo? How does this quote relate to your choices in life?

I remember reading Dr Johnson’s famous words that went something like this, ‘Nationalism is the last hiding place for a scoundrel.’ So I decided to have Suleiman agree with Dr Johnson. I am attached in different ways to all the countries I lived in, but my attachment to Libya is much more urgent. Sometimes I wake up with it in my head. And in my writing this book I was trying to wean myself of the country I had left and haven’t been able to return to for over 28 years now. You can say I was trying to cure myself of my Libya. I failed, of course.

In what ways did your childhood lend itself to writing this novel and creating Suleiman’s voice?

A book is never written only in the time that it actually takes to write it. So, indeed, I have been thinking about these ideas, not necessarily for a work of fiction, for some time. Not so much ‘thinking’ in the hard and stern way, as I find that sort of thinking mostly unhelpful when it comes to writing, but carrying: Carrying it as faithfully as one knows how.

In the end, what made you choose to write a work of fiction rather than an autobiography?

I enjoy the pleasure of inventing characters and their circumstances on the page. They remain mysterious even after the work is complete; in some ways even more mysterious. It’s magic.

In 1990, your father, a dissident living in Cairo, was kidnapped and taken back to Tripoli where he was subsequently tortured and imprisoned. Other members of your family and friends have been tortured or killed as well. Is it true that you have not heard from your father since 1995? How did these events and this uncertainty help shape In the Country of Men?

Yes, it is true that I haven’t heard from or about Father since 1995. I don’t know to what extent this has influenced my novel. The State is forever intruding in the lives of Suleiman and his family. One of the most difficult passages to write was the return of the father after he had been tortured.

What would you like your readers to take away from their experience with In the Country of Men?

Libya is a silent and silenced country. Somewhere between the covers of my book is a Libya that speaks. But, most of all, I hope anyone who reads my novel is entertained and perhaps even nudged a little.

Do you prefer to read a specific genre of books? Might you have a few favorite books to recommend to your readers?

I am currently reading Javier Marias’ Your Face Tomorrow, his novel in three parts.

Unless otherwise stated, this interview was conducted at the time the book was first published, and is reproduced with permission of the publisher. This interview may not be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the copyright holder.

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