Rebecca Fisseha is author of the novel Daughters of Silence (Goose Lane Editions, 2019). Her short stories, personal essays, and articles appear in Selamta, Room Magazine, The Maple Tree Literary Supplement, The Rusty Toque, Joyland, Flock Magazine, The Puritan’s Town Crier, Lithub, Medium, The Minola Review and in the story collection Addis Ababa Noir. Her play wise.woman (2009) was produced by b current at the Theatre Centre in Toronto. She has also served on the juries for the Writers’ Trust Atwood-Gibson Fiction Prize and the Trillium Book Award.
She is currently at work on her second novel, titled Married, Not Married, as well as stories and essays.
Look for her latest creative-nonfiction work in the Humber Literary Review and an essay in Tongues: On Longing and Belonging through Language, an anthology of creative nonfiction essays (Book*hug Press).
Represented by Marilyn Biderman of the Transatlantic Agency. Contact: marilyn@transatlanticagency.com
Rebecca gratefully acknowledges the support of the Toronto Arts Council, the Ontario Arts Council, and the Canada Council for the Arts, and readers!
*Photo credit: Serkalem Mekonnen
rebs,
thank you for sharing your “transcontinental” experiences. i heart your writing in all forms.
christine
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Christiiine! Long time! Thank you!
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Loving your words. Look forward to reading more! Big love. X
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Thanks, lady, both for visiting My e-Shoe Box and the *Like*. Loving “diaspora”
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I’m a fan 🙂 my heart leaps every time I encounter someone writing about life in the diaspora.
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Me too! I feel that there is not nearly enough of it out there. You and I are pioneers my friend 🙂 Thank you so much for visiting and for all the encouragement. I look forward to your next post.
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how did u find me?
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through VONA newsletter
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You went to VONA?! Cool!
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no i applied. haven’t gotten a verdict yet
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For this summer? Good luck! I haven’t been in three years but it’s an experience of a lifetime.
My mother lived in Ethiopia for a while so I have a soft spot in my heart for it. She keeps promising we’ll go visit one day.
Let me know how it turns out. Have a good weekend.
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