Some weeks ago there was some media buzz in Ghana surrounding the launch of a debut novel from a young Ghanaian writer named Ayesha Harruna Attah. The book was entitled Harmattan Rain which is an interesting oxymoron since rain during the Harmattan season is a unique occurrence. From what I heard on one of the radio stations, it chronicles the lives of 3 generations of Ghanaian women from before independence. I made a mental note to look for the book at some point in the future. However, the buzz around it continued and fellow Ghanablogger Kajsa highlighted it in a recent posting. Indeed, I became more curious. Finally, a tweet from my undergraduate college about Harmattan Rain virtually put me in my car bound straight for the Silverbird Bookshop in search of my copy. As it turns out, the author happened to attend my undergraduate alma mater Mount Holyoke College. Our times at MHC never overlapped since she was a member of class of 2005 and I course graduated erm...closer to the turn of the decade (*yikes*).Although I just started reading Harmattan Rain a few days ago, I'm already hooked. It is beautifully crafted, vivid and entertaining and I can't help but be amazed that this is the first novel from this young writer. Oh and I'm not plugging this book because it is written by a young Ghanaian woman or because she attended the same undergraduate college as me but rather because it is refreshingly brilliant.
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