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Imagine every piece you wrote was interpreted as sinful.
Picture yourself walking down a road to another house or place to make a phone call. In that phone call, you said your poem, story or essay line by line. You say each word in a hushed voice, because you’re always scared someone will catch you.
In the past week, my family sat and listened as I told them about the Afghan Women’s Writing Project and other groups like it. Mom responds with the usual:
“There’s nothing we can do but pray for the women in Afghanistan.”
“I’m not just talking about the suffering of women there,” I said. “I’m talking about people, writers, who are helping Afghan women writers get their voice to the world.”
In a world when sometimes the Muslim way of life is misunderstood or some men in some countries believe women deserve no voice, women writers are dying to be heard. If you read articles on the Afghan Women’s Writer Project, you will discover how much women in Afghanistan value their art. They will give everything for it so their voices are heard.
As an author, I hope to see my book published, but to have your writer’s voice heard takes a new meaning when it comes to Afghanistan women writers. I call them heroes.
For me, much credit goes to an author I cannot get enough of, Khaled Hosseini. Since reading The Kite Runner and now A Thousand Splendid Suns, I see the value of beautiful prose fiction. I have read more online about the treatment of women and children in Afghanistan.
I plan to purchase The Sky is a Nest of Swallows because the writing is done so well. You can read women’s poems on the Afghan Women’s Writer Project and see how these writers remain full of hope and optimism despite the challenges they face. Their writing is their voyage.
There is much I’ve yet to learn, but I plan to follow-up on Afghan Women’s Writer Project and Khaled Hosseini.
By Rebecca T. Dickinson