Karina M Szczurek
Mohale Mashigo wins inaugural Philida Literary Award – ‘It is an incredible honour’
Mohale Mashigo has been announced as the winner of the first annual Philida Literary Award, named in honour of the late author André Brink’s final published novel, Philida.
New book alert! You Make Me Possible: The Love Letters of Karina M Szczurek and André Brink
You Make Me Possible: The Love Letters of Karina M Szczurek and André Brink is out now from Protea Books. Novelist André …
Join Karina M Szczurek as she interviews Rehana Rossouw in Stellenbosch at Woordfees
Karina M Szczurek will be chatting to Rehana Rossouw in Stellenbosch at Woordfees.
We did not know it was the final farewell: Read an excerpt from Karina M Szczurek’s memoir, The Fifth Mrs Brink
Jonathan Ball Publishers has shared an excerpt from The Fifth Mrs Brink, Karina M Szczurek’s soul-baring memoirs of her life before, with and after her marriage to André P Brink.
Join Karina M Szczurek at Kalk Bay Books for the launch of The Fifth Mrs Brink
Jonathan Ball Publishers and Kalk Bay Books invite you to the launch of The Fifth Mrs Brink, the new touching memoir by Karina M Szczurek.
Don’t miss the launch of The Fifth Mrs Brink by Karina Szczurek at The Book Lounge
Jonathan Ball Publishers and The Book Lounge invite you to the Cape Town launch of Karina M Szczurek’s new soul-baring memoir, The Fifth Mrs Brink.
Karina M Szczurek chats about her life with Andre Brink and her new memoir The Fifth Mrs Brink
Ingrid Winterbach spoke to Karina M Szczurek at the Woordfees literary festival recently about her life with one of South Africa’s most celebrated novelists, André Brink, and her memoir, The Fifth Mrs Brink, forthcoming from Jonathan Ball Publishers.
‘Unputdownable’ – Karina M Szczurek reviews Asylum, a new spec-fic thriller by Marcus Low
Karina M Szczurek has written a glowing review of Asylum, a new post-apocalyptic thriller by Marcus Low, for the Cape Times.
The Fifth Mrs Brink by Karina M Szczurek
Arriving on the doorstep of Jonathan Ball Publishers, I felt like a refugee who had sailed through treacherous waters in a derelict dinghy and found her way to the shores of a safe haven. With only my ancient fountain pen in the bag I carried, I was seeking asylum again.