Fiction

Alexander McCall Smith

A Celebration of A Writing Life and Honorary Fellowship
Sheldonian Theatre 6:00pm Wed 6 Oct Wednesday, 6 October 2021 See this event
Naomi Ishiguro

Common Ground
Oxford Martin School: Lecture Theatre 12:00pm Sat 30 Saturday, 30 October 2021 See this event
Helen Taylor

Why Women Read Fiction: The Stories of our Lives
Weston Lecture Theatre 2:00pm Sat 30 Oct Saturday, 30 October 2021 See this event
Muriel Barbery Interviewed by Viv Groskop

A Single Rose
Oxford Martin School: Lecture Theatre 6:00pm Sat 30 Saturday, 30 October 2021 See this event
Elif Shafak Interviewed by Suzi Feay

The Island of Missing Trees SOLD OUT
Oxford Martin School: Lecture Theatre 10:00am Sun 7 Sunday, 7 November 2021 See this event
Joanne Harris Interviewed by Matthew Stadlen

A Narrow Door
Oxford Martin School: Lecture Theatre 4:00pm Sun 7 Sunday, 7 November 2021 See this event

Festival information:

Often as an author, I only occasionally get to meet the public who buy and read my books. The Oxford Literary Festival was a special opportunity for me and certainly one of the highlights of my career – it was an honour I will never forget.

A stimulating and rewarding on-stage conversation; a lively informed and tolerant audience; privileged access to the great treasures of the Bodleian, and finally, wonderfully interesting dinner companions to help me conclude the best day I have enjoyed at any festival – anywhere.

I came away buzzing and reassured that we still have in this century a wide ranging community fascinated not just by famous authors (I’ve rarely seen so many concentrated in one place) but by challenging ideas and questions.

Every literary festival stays in an author’s mind for slightly individual reasons. I shall remember the Oxford festival for: - the size of the audience: at the top end of the range - their intelligence – this makes a huge difference for a speaker. In the Oxford audience I encountered many experts in the field my book covered and even one of the ambassadors I’d quoted - the beauty and the grace of the place itself – incomparable - the willingness of my hearers to buy books afterwards; I’ve never sold more.

The Oxford festival is the most elegant and atmospheric of literary festivals. It’s a pleasure to both attend and perform there.

It was a privilege for me to visit the festival to receive the Bodley Medal. As an incidental blessing I saw Oxford at its most mysterious and atmospheric. It was a day of piercing cold and as I walked through the twilight from the Sheldonian to Christ Church, the streets were empty and the whole city was shutting itself away. Christ Church was silent except for the footfall of unseen persons around corners and the sounds of evensong creeping from behind closed doors. For the first time I understood thoroughly the power of college ghost stories.

I loved the whole atmosphere of the Oxford Literary Festival. From breakfast, alongside some of the attendees, who were talking books with each other a mile a minute, to the public event at The Sheldonian where everyone was lively and engaged – I felt I had arrived in a kind of literary heaven.