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Books by Fadia Faqir

The Things I Would Tell You: British Muslim Women Write
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3.71 avg rating — 1,381 ratings — published 2017 — 2 editions
The Cry of the Dove
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3.34 avg rating — 1,503 ratings — published 2007 — 27 editions
Pillars of Salt
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3.80 avg rating — 711 ratings — published 1996 — 12 editions
The Stone of Laughter
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3.42 avg rating — 424 ratings — published 1990 — 14 editions
Willow Trees Don't Weep
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3.26 avg rating — 246 ratings — published 2014 — 4 editions
Nisanit
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3.47 avg rating — 47 ratings — published 1987 — 3 editions
In the House of Silence: Autobiographical Essays by Arab Women Writers
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3.72 avg rating — 25 ratings — published 1998
In the House of Silence: Autobiographical Essays by Arab Women Writers (Arab Women Writers Series)
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4.38 avg rating — 13 ratings — published 2014 — 5 editions
The Homeland
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3.42 avg rating — 12 ratings — published 1979 — 5 editions
Magnetic North
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1.67 avg rating — 3 ratings
Mon nom est Salma (0000)
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Meu Nome é Salma, O
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Pillars of Salt (Emerging Voices) by Fadia Faqir (1996-10-01)
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0.00 avg rating — 0 ratings — 3 editions
Willow tree dont weep
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She waited for the police looking at the arms of her watch.

"Do they think he is a member of al-Qaeda?" "Yes. Her first novel, Nisanit, was published by Penguin in 1990 and is currently being translated into Arabic.

 
 

Fall 2008, Volume 25.1

Global Spotlight

Fadia Faqir

Al-Qaeda's Kitchen

Fadia Faqir is a Jordanian/British writer based in Durham, England.

The goat had rotted away in the water, its eyes were putrefied, its skin flayed, its skull had lost the hair and skin covering it. Her toes were safe in her soft slippers, but the rest of her feet were exposed. She opened it with trepidation and looked everywhere for "Kay Gee Bee" and "pasty."

In the afternoon men in white loaded the white van with all the worldly possessions of Mr Didan: computers, cameras, tape-recorders, books, clothes, and many sealed silver bags.

Kamil held Khadra’s hands tight and said, "It will look suspicious if we move out. That he was a member of a ‘sleeper cell’ and was preparing an attack on a key target in London.

The first book by Fadia Faqir, Nisanit, was published in May 1990.

No. She tried to understand what the police officers were saying, "Yes, dead, sir… Mr Didan… lying on the floor, head down and left arm stretched towards the front door.

Even a requiting sergeant for Abu Hamza, the imam of Finsbury Park mosque, nicknamed Captain Hook." "Is that why the police were talking about something called ‘Kay Gee Bee’ and ‘pasty’?" "KGB, the former Soviet intelligence service and potato pasty, like the one we buy at the baker’s on Saturday," he said in his teacher mode.

But lately Doris had lost it "mega" time.

"Move closer to the door!" shouted Doris.

Sitt Khadra tidied up her hair as if she were about to be photographed and moved closer to the door viewer. Priti lived on the same floor so she knocked on her door and got no answer. "This will cure his stomach when he comes out safe, God willing." She stirred it and added a few dry green sticks to the mix.

"What’s that, mother?"

"Bugloss to ease his pain," she said

She stood above the pot stirring and humming until it boiled.

Her husband did not believe in sell-by-dates, "they were not cut off dates, but approximate guidelines." Coming from the shores of the Dead Sea she never ate fish before arriving in England. She was introduced to sea creatures gradually by first going to a fish and chip shop run by an English family, who fried the fish so much it was hard to tell whether you were eating fish, chicken or rubber.

58, 2017, pp. Arab women and Citizenship)
in Al-Muwatana wa al-Dimuqratiyya fi al-Buldan al-‘Arabiyya (Democracy and Citizenship in Arab Countries), Markaz Darasat al-Wihdah al-‘Arabiyya, Beirut, 2001, pp 181-217 (Discussed by Abdul Hamid Isma’il al-Ansari)

“Is Pillars of Salt a Muslim Tale?”
in English and Islam: Creative Encounters 96, eds., Jalal Uddin Khan and Adrian Hare, International Islamic University of Malaysia, 1998, pp.

The stink was driving her crazy. The bad smell that wafted to her nose was like curdled milk or the vomit of a week-old baby.

fadia faqir biography books

When it got warmer the foetid smell roamed around her flat freely. But who stabbed to death the shady figure in flat number two?