The second book by Barakat in English translation, following her wild post-not-post-war novel Oh, Salaam!, also translated by Leafgren. In it, we see a tragicomic Beirut through the eyes of a disappointed writer, the titular Mister N. The clock showed 10:25. Other horns followed, proclaiming their own excellence. N. Read the whole excerpt at LitHub. Why all these cars, and where could they be going? N is finding it difficult to write with all the noise in his thoughts and on the street below. Lit & Found: An Excerpt from Najwa Barakat’s ‘Mr N’ May 13, 2022 by mlynxqualey Today on LitHub, an excerpt of Najwa Bakarat’s Mister N., translated by Luke Leafgren and out in English translation next week from And Other Stories. Employees were at their offices, children were at their schools and universities, mothers were in their kitchens, he was in his room. So who were all these people, and why were they all going for a drive together? Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInRedditTumblrWhatsAppPinterestTelegramPocketSkypeLike this:Like Loading… In the excerpt that appears in LitHub, the reclusive Mr. N pressed his face against those white iron squares and looked down, annoyed. Their hooves crushed everything in their path: passengers, pedestrians, children, residents of the neighboring buildings, sparrows, trees, shops.Mr. Then the flock of horns raced on, without any shepherd to guide them or any sheepdog to bring them back to the straight and narrow. From the excerpt: A car horn blared, startling Mr.