Kwela: 87 books

Deur die skrywer van Dis ek, Anna en Nooit is ’n lang, lang tyd. Emmie is ’n sekretaresse by ’n vooraanstaande privaat skool. Teen haar sin word sy ’n dwelmhandelaar . . . En voor sy haar oë kan uitvee word haar eie lewe ’n maalkolk van leuens, verraad, en uiteindelik moord. Tot ’n beskermengel op haar pad verskyn.

Uiteindelik, ‘n nuwe boek deur die skrywer van Dis ek, Anna, nou onder haar eie naam! Dis ‘n lekker-leesroman oor drie vriendinne wat saam gaan vakansie hou langs die see. Net om agter te kom elkeen van hulle bewaar al jare lank ‘n geheim wat die ander nie dúrf weet nie. Dis ‘n meesleurende...

“Die pad lê donker, eindeloos voor my. Soos my lewe. Nee, soos my lewe was. Voor die son môre opkom sal ek hom in die oë kyk, sal ek hom laat boet. Ek is op pad om my lewe terug te vat. Nie te vra nie. Nie te bedel nie. Te vat.” Dis ek, Anna en Die staat teen Anna Bruwer is nou beskikbaar in...

'Bending the Rules' is a colourful collection of anecdotes from Rafique Gangat’s extraordinary life. South Africa’s first diplomat of colour, Gangat first worked for Foreign Affairs under the NP and then for the ANC government, straddling the transition.This book documents Gangat’s battles against...

A Hundred Silencesis the third collection of poetry by Gabeba Baderoon – recipient of the DaimlerChrysler Award for South African Poetry in 2005. In this new selection of poems the poet explores how every room has its own silences, its own memories and secrets. She speaks of the quiet, gnawing loneliness...

In this, Es’kia Mphahlele’s second autobiography – published originally in 1984 – he recounts his return to South Africa after twenty years in exile and the challenges that he and his family faced in returning to the land of his birth before the momentous events of the 1990s. Filled with extraordinary,...

Margot is a late-night talk radio host – the perfect job for an outspoken insomniac. Her Kalk Bay home is crowded with wonderfully evocative characters such as her teenage daughter, Pia, her hopelessly romantic yet mostly absent lover Curtis, and the family hanger-on, Mr Morland, a professional...

At just 17, Fatima Meer threw herself into resisting racism, the first public act of defiance in a long and pioneering political life. Despite assassination attempts, petrol bombs and the constant harassment of her family, she persevered on the courageous path she had chosen. In this intimate memoir,...

Aher Arop Bol is a boy of three or four when his uncle carries him from the bush into an Ethiopian refugee camp. This remarkable account tracks this Sudanese boy’s journey through one camp after another, through good times and bad, until he begins a vast journey through Kenya, Tanzania, Zambia and Zimbabwe which finally ends  in South Africa some ten years later.

"At about 5:20 pm on 31 December 2012, a colleague picked a steak knife from a cutlery tray. He yelled, ‘Angi-gay, mina!’ — I’m not gay! — and came at me with it." Siya Khumalo grew up in a Durban township where one sermon could whip up a lynch mob against those considered different....

What does a pretty Afrikaans wife in the 1950s do when the walls start closing in? When her husband is an embittered Ben Schoeman-supporter who struggles with an asthma pump, and her father sees communists and Catholics behind every bush. When the only relief is the annual ATKV concert in Hartenbos?...

"I am admitting defeat to my hectic schedule. I am giving in to something I thought I would never do. I’m going to hire a maid." And not just any maid … When Thandi decides she’s done with being a Supermom to her five-year-old son, a Superslut to her man and a Superwoman to her staff...

Halley is a smart girl growing up poor in Durban, close to the bustling docks. Trying to make ends meet is her mother, Nora, who pares herself to the bone to provide. Halley’s sister is bored of everything, but she’s not a regular girl anyway, she’s a princess. Halley finds a way to live that’s...

“I imagined a dying person’s last breath as something resembling an exclamation mark, distinct and hanging mid-air like an interrupted thought. My older sister Fikile’s last breath before she dies is nothing of the sort. There is no rattling noise at the back of her throat. No relentless twitching....