Tag: biography and memoir

  • Listening to Spy Princess: The Life and Death of Noor Inayat Khan

    I recently listened to the audiobook of Spy Princess by Shrabani Basu, narrated by Shiromi Arserio. It tells the short and remarkable life of Noor Inayat Khan: SOE spy, poet, children’s psychologist, sister, and daughter. Heartbreaking and resilient, I first encountered Noor in “The Spy Who Wouldn’t Lie”, part of the The Spy Who … podcast series.

    Noor Inayat Khan, in uniform. Image from Britannica.

    Spy Princess opens with Noor’s train journey to Dachau. A cold open that leaves no doubt about her fate. You can brace so your heart doesn’t feel hollow but the stark reality is that Nazis brought death and callous execution wherever they went.

    I am taken by the story of this young woman who consistently chose bravery and honesty in the face of appalling violence and risk. She was raised in the Sufi faith, a mystical branch of Islam that prioritizes meditation and exploring the personal dimensions of one’s spiritual faith and relationship with God. Her father, Inayat Khan, was a mystic and musician who brought the faith and his classical music across Russia and into France and England. Her mother, Ameena Begum, was a poet and American-born who immersed herself in her life with Inayat and their children. Noor was the eldest of her siblings and very close to her parents. Basu readily captures the closeness of her family and the sense of responsibility each member felt to one another. There are bits and pieces written between the lines of these relationships that a modern reader might read as difficult and trouble but as an historian, Basu does not speculate into any of those elements and instead focuses on the positive ways Noor’s complex family relations shaped her into the quietly brave person she became.

    Born in Moscow in 1914, Noor had the kind of international upbringing, the British will call eccentric when she joins the service – living in France and Britain with a large extended family of musicians and faith leaders.

    The British Empire, under which she served, was beginning to crumble at this time and India was pushing hard for its freedom. The politics of serving under the crown as a woman of Indian-descent were complicated but I think Noor’s honesty and the way she lived her ethics made it possible. If she had lived, her loved ones believe Noor would have turned her attention toward the Indian independence movement.

    Noor’s life comes to an awful end but Basu does not have the reader dwell on it. There are questions that remain, mostly because there are always questions about what happened during a war and we have to rely on the word of the Nazis who killed her, corroborated by their other victims who watched Noor go to the place of her death.

    Listening to the audiobook was a pleasurable experience and I think Basu’s writing – especially admiration for Noor, is best suited to this format. There were times it would have been tedious as she returns again and again to Noor’s gentleness and her father’s influence and care. It is as if there’s a glow around Noor that Basu is conscious of not tarnishing. Basu is telling the story of someone she greatly respects.

    Matt Brown, CC BY 2.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

    Arserio’s restrained narration is warm, she captures the care Basu has infused into her writing without delving into overwrought emotion. Appendix IV: Indians Awarded the Victoria Cross and George Cross 1939-1945 is especially affecting and feels like a proper memoriam taking- place. Hearing their names read aloud is uniquely powerful when considered against the backdrop of the rising Indian independence movement. These men and women fought on behalf on the empire when their own country was pushing for freedom.

    I would recommend Spy Princess to readers interested in women’s history, the Second World War, the history of espionage, and women’s experience during war. Check out my reviews of Iris Chang’s The Rape of Nanking and Wendy Lower’s Hitler’s Furies: German Women Unleashed in the Nazi Killing Fields for more books about the Second World War and the impacts across the world.

    I’ve also reviewed Victoria Amelina’s stunning memoir Looking at Women, Looking at War, about women’s experience in the early years of the current war in Ukraine.

  • Review of a Poet’s Memoir: Looking at Women, Looking at War by Victoria Amelina

    “What weapons do we choose to pursue justice in the hardest times?

    Victoria Amelina, Looking at Women, Looking at War

    The memoir “Looking at Women, Looking at War” is one writer’s journey to answer this question in the face of occupation and war. Victoria Amelina, children’s literature author and mother to a young son was confronted with this question on February 24, 2022 when Russia invaded Ukraine and her world was upended. The resulting memoir is her experience as a war crimes researcher and writer reconciling with her own identity and the “forever endangered Ukrainian culture”.

    An honest and intimate chronicle of her own experience, it is also of other extraordinary women in the resistance. Women like Evgenia, a prominent lawyer who were colourful clothing to court, but now carries a gun at the frontline. Oleksandra, her friend and mentor, who documented tens of thousands of war crimes and won a Nobel Peace Prize in 2022, though not one of her hundreds of cases went to The Hague in the seven years prior. The finer details like this sucked the air out of my lungs while reading. This book offers brilliant insight into the experience of women in and at war, but it is also contemporary evidence of Russia’s criminal attack on Ukraine. It is undeniable yet it continues.

    War is absurd and relentless and evil, a continuing slog of noise and death. Victoria Amelina captures the unspeakable despair and moments of joy that are the experience of war. It is an assault on the senses and in juxtaposition she writes of feeling disconnected and worn out. Body tired from the trauma and grief. Oleksandra tells her to take time and put cream on her face but to really feel it before she does anything else. How often do we do something similar? This sensory experience is a return to another time and a centring moment before she returns to recording war crimes and atrocities.

    This book could so easily be a litany of awful events pieced together, but it is instead a raw and lyrically beautiful account of a woman making her way in a world of war, attempting to create a path for justice. The awful things are alluded to but Amelina is a writer of grace and compassion, the reader can understand the allusions to violence and sexual assault without needing the details.

    The manuscript is unfinished. Victoria Amelina’s life was cut short by a Russian missile attack and she died on 1 July 2023. There are sentences left undone because of her death. Fragmented notes tell of awful Russian actions, like the small bit of a master’s work that could be seen on a FaceBook photo, posted by the Russian soldier who stole it Half of a sentence tells us about the death of a man miraculously rescued in another chapter. I had to stop reading and watch the crows in my favourite tree for a while after that. There is no ledger of fairness in war.

    Amelina reveals the bleak despair wrought by the violence of war and the fear of being close to death so that we can understand the small ways people are trying to retain their humanity in the face of war. The bag of walnuts a mother gives to Victoria after their interview. The reader is brought into the group of artists trying to save a snag beetle found on the sidewalk,their attempt to save an inconsequential life after the gut punch of learning about Volodomyr Vakulenko’s abduction by Russian forces. His death is a terrible thread woven through the novel and each time we are reminded that Amelina was writing about friends and colleagues. She is not simply an outside observer in this conflict.

    Reading this makes me consider what I would do if my country came under attack and I had to face the reality of war crimes and terror. Would I be brave and charge into the war zone to document the horrors done by the enemy? Would I find a sturdy basement and plead with my neighbours to find shelter with me? I should hope so, and I think we can hold on to what Victoria Amelina says here: “No choice made by those who want true justice is easy, and for most of us, the outcome of our battle is still unknown.” (p.10)

    Victoria Amelina’s roots as a storyteller can be found “Looking at Women, Looking at War”, evident as she set out to chronicle the lives of extraordinary women. In writing about the people in the embattled Donetsk region, we’re invited into her inner world and what made her courage necessary. Such is the cost of resistance.

    Recommended to readers who enjoy history and women’s literature. The memoir requires patience, broken sentences will never be fit together, we won’t ever have answers as to what she intended in some sections. The tragedy of war exists in these gaps. “Looking at Women, Looking at War” will be be published 18 February 2025 and available at all fine retailers and booksellers after that date.

    For further reading, check out Hunting for Vakulenko to read more about the poet and his abduction and murder by Russian forces. A murdered writer, his secret diary from the Guardian provides further context about Vakulenko.

  • A Call to Honesty and Love: Review of Trans Memoir “Calling My Deadname Home”

    A Call to Honesty and Love: Review of Trans Memoir “Calling My Deadname Home”

    Literary review of a memoir of a transgender man’s journey to find love and acceptance.

    Cover of the memori, "A Call to Honesty and Love: Calling My DeadnameHome" by Avi Ben-Zeev

    Dr. Avi Ben-Zeev’s memoir, “Calling My Deadname Home”, is an extraordinary and heart wrenching journey through time to reconnect and let go of his former, female self, Talia. Growing up in a working-class family in Israel, Dr. Ben-Zeev only just finished high school, yet now holds a PhD in Cognitive Psychology, an expert in stereotype threat and implicit bias, he is a writer and professor.

    This is a beautiful, heart wrenching gift of a book. There are books that enter our life and lodge themselves directly into our heart with their brevity, love, and honesty. This was one of them. 

    “Calling My Deadname Home” is told in three parts – early transition, later transition, and Talia’s story. There is a sense that Talia was in constant flight from the imprisonment of her self and her past and only when Avi reconciles this sense of imprisonment and the sacrifice that Talia is safely freed. 

    At no point will Avi or Talia sacrifice their authenticity, the driving force within themselves to act in what seems to be a just way. We see this in Talia’s determination to avoid her mandatory service in the IDF. 

    Their journey is one that shows us we are not just one aspect of our personality, one traumatic event, or one action we regret. We are all of these things and none of them at the same time as there’s always an opportunity for forgiveness and love. “Calling My Deadname Home” is as unflinchingly honest as its writer as he moves in the world. There are themes of self-loathing, particularly in regard to the sexual assaults of young Talia and the lasting traumas. 

    A beautiful, heart wrenching gift of a book.

    Avi writes with such honesty that Talia’s loss of self and pain is palpable on the page. 

    There is sex, some of it kinky, and I feel like straight vanilla folks will view the sex as “graphic” simply because the bodies doing it are not cisgender. There’s no need to clutch any pearls and they’re in fact written a lot better than most sex you encounter in current books and most importantly, it’s between consenting adults. 

    Definitely recommend to readers interested in gender studies, trans experience, and the non-Western experience. There are a lot of books in the world about cis white dude’s experience, “Calling My Deadname Home” is the brutally honest opposite of that and I’m better for having read it. We should all listen to more voice’s like Avi’s.

    “Calling My Deadname Home” will be published 14 November 2024 by Muswell Press. Thanks to the publisher for providing early review copies to NetGalley.

    View of British Columbia's Sunshine Coast. Long grasses line a pebble beach covered in driftwood. Tall evergreens and a mountain are in the background, the sky is an incredible cerulean blue with white wispy clouds.
    The Sunshine Coast, British Columbia. Photo by Joy Farrell.