Women’s prize at 25: what it is like to win by Zadie Smith, Naomi Alderman and more

Winning writers please explain how the honor converted their lives and share their favourite journals by women

Tayari Jones ,< em >< strong> An American Marriage , 2019

The Women’s prize was created because women were excluded from the world of literary honors; in the last 25 years there has been tremendous progress, but female novelists still face unique challenges. I am proud to have won . The shortlist was formidable and I was buoyed purely to be in the company of such craftsmen and thinkers.
Winner’s select: The Street by Ann Petry. It’s an amazing romance- a colonist in the two categories of the literary thriller, writes to the 1940 s- and it is being reissued this year.

Kamila Shamsie, Home Fire , 2018

Photograph: Teri Pengilley/ The Guardian

When news of the shortlist came I was driving along an American highway. My phone was on the dashboard giving me tacks and I construed a entitle come in from my writer. I had to keep driving for another 15 minutes before there was somewhere to draw over. I’ve been shortlisted twice before- I know that’s the point when you really should just enjoy it, because winning a trophy is always a far better unlikely than likely episode. Still, I won’t impersonate the triumphing didn’t feel really wonderful.

It still feels intensely moving. But these days I’m in the early stages of writing the next story, and when you’re at your desk, it really doesn’t matter what happened with the last book. You are, as ever, that writer looking at the space sheet, wondering how to fill it.
Winner’s collect: Jazz by Toni Morrison. Just sheer genius at every level.

Naomi Alderman, The Power , 2017

Winning is a seal of approval; the award has gravitas and seriousness. Foreign publishers suddenly detected me much more interesting. When trying to sell The Power internationally my negotiator had sounded from one Scandinavian publisher that” we don’t need any more feminist science fiction in our country, we have Margaret Atwood “. Suddenly they found they might have area for two patches of feminist science fiction.
Winner’s collect: A gorgeous record by a genderqueer novelist, Trans Like Me by CN Lester. In its sheets I located a compassionate, smart and astute expedition of gender and sex that is feminist to its core.

Lisa McInerney, The Glorious Heresies , 2016

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The Glorious Heresies was my first notebook, and to be honest I wasn’t sure it was any good. It’s surprising how quickly the whirlwind’s upon you. It’s not meant to mean so much, but when it’s your first fiction, and you’ve been far, far outside the publishing world-wide all of their own lives, it necessitates an dreaded mint. It tags a important turning point. Writing is such a solitary, unsure residence. I waste more meter doubting myself than feeling sure about myself. But when it gets really bad, I can look at Bessie[ the memento] thinking,” Well , no one can take this away from me .”
Winner’s pick: Han Kang’s Human Number . Anna Burns’s Milkman . Flannery O’Connor’s Wise Blood . Mariana Enriquez’s Things We Lost in the Fire . Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights . Agustina Bazterrica’s Tender Is the Flesh . Mary Costello’s The River Capture . I could go on for ever.

Ali Smith, How to Be Both , 2015

It was as if someone had kept me in the basket of a hot air balloon. The Women’s prize for myth is the prize that gets to the places that other prizes don’t get. It always has. It has a radar out on the world that the other prizes sometimes merely miss.

Eimear McBride. Photograph: Alicia Canter/ The Guardian

Eimear McBride, A Girl Is a Half-Formed Thing , 2014

No one reflect I’d prevail . I certainly didn’t, so I had a grand age-old occasion the night before at the deciphers, and was feeling rather the worse for wear on the day of the ceremony. I thought it would be a last hurrah for the book and that I should enjoy it, which I was doing until the moment my specify was read out. Then I studied I was going to keel over. Everything modified after that. It modified the public aspect of my working life profoundly, for better and worse. Mostly for better. But, more importantly, it bought me time to write.
Winner’s select: The notebook I recommended during the night of the Women’s accolade interprets was The Country Girls by Edna O’Brien and I’m going to stick with her.

AM Homes, May We Be Forgiven , 2013

It was thrilling and surprising– and that was before I earned. Hilary Mantel was on the shortlist, and had already won the Booker and the Costa prize that time. There was every reason to think she or any of the other wonderful scribes would win. The Women’s prize is one of the major highlights of my vocation, and in some ways it still doesn’t quite feel real. It came at a time just after my father had died, and things is therefore difficult with their own families, so the vote of support by others signified an enormous amount.
Winner’s pick: Angela Carter’s The Bloody Chamber . Carter was one of the founders of the reward and school teachers at the University of Iowa. She was so smart and warm and wise. I hand her work to all my students.

Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles , 2012

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I heard I was on the shortlist on the day I was speaking at Ann Patchett’s bookstore in Nashville, Parnassus Books. Ann was also shortlisted for State of Wonder , and she was so generous and encouraging- right down to lending me her orange dress to wear to the ceremony( it was the Orange accolade at the time ). When I triumphed, I felt a knee-buckling gratitude, but I didn’t even know then how significant it was going to be. Now, nearly a decade later, I can see the tremendous impact on my life and work. It gave me credibility, confidence, and a heartfelt society that I am honoured to be counted among.
Winner’s picking: I, Tituba: Black Witch of Salem by Maryse Conde; Pachinko by Min Jin Lee ; Washington Black by Esi Edugyan; and Cantoras by Carolina de Robertisall thumped my socks off recently.

T e a Obreht, The Tiger’s Wife , 2011

I’m a very superstitious person. When The Tiger’s Wife was shortlisted, I was touring with the book, and I remember having to tell myself to really feel this moment, even if it led to my being been hit by a coming anvil( as good fortune ever seemed to ). At the loot service, I felt out of body, glancing over at myself in amaze and incredulity. Winning gave me the feeling licence to think of writing as my work. That was invaluable.
Winner’s picking: Helen Oyeyemi’s collection What Is Not Yours Is Not Yours .

Barbara Kingsolver, the day after she won the prize with The Lacuna . Photograph: Felix Clay/ The Guardian

Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna , 2010

I was shortlisted for the pillage in 1999, for The Poisonwood Bible , and unable to attend the ceremonies because I had a baby and overtaking house jobs at home. It felt like a bittersweet nomination for those reasons, particularly for a booty meant to support female columnists. But I did what we do- continued to care for my family, and to write. When The Lacuna was eventually shortlisted, and I was able to travel, and I won the prize, you can be sure that I felt like Cinderella at the ball.

Marilynne Robinson, Home , 2009

It is a wonderful institution and it’s certainly the most elegant, brilliant platform for women’s literature that I can really imagine … I exactly write what’s on my mind and I’m extremely grateful for the fact that other beings seem to find it meaningful to them also; it seems almost superhuman to me.

Rose Tremain, The Road Home , 2008

I was shortlisted in 2003, for my fiction The Colour . That year, the award rightly came to the late Andrea Levy for Small Island. But it was good to carry the award dwelling in 2008. That our times have created so many great girl myth novelists doesn’t mean we don’t need a Women’s medal to celebrate our collective struggles. And new young girl novelists are following us.
Winner’s picking: Kelleigh Greenberg-Jephcott, columnist of Swan Song ( 2018 ), is a brilliant upcoming star.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Photograph: David Levene/ The Guardian

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun , 2007

I remember being happy about being on the longlist. I told myself I shouldn’t hope too much, so I could protect myself from disappointment. But of course, I hoped to be on the shortlist. And when I listen I was, I remember fantasizing: this is wonderful validation. It’s enough. And in some manner it truly was. Still, to hear my appoint announced was an entirely marvelous knowledge. I couldn’t wait to get off stage and call my father.
Winner’s collect: Negroland by Margo Jefferson.

Zadie Smith, On Beauty , 2006

Winning gave me a sense of stability and following, but likewise a great desire to keep moving in a different direction. I belief public agreement becomes me a feel a little restless- and that’s a good thing. Anxiety and fear gasoline productivity, at least in my subject. It gave me confidence to move ahead.

Lionel Shriver, We Need to Talk About Kevin , 2005

I’d never been shortlisted for a medal in my life. After now having been shortlisted for more than one major literary loot, I can testify to the obvious in hindsight: acquiring is better than losing. The point someone else’s name is announced, it’s suddenly an everyday Wednesday evening( and you want to go home ). Instead, 2005 was exhilarating. My husband and I stayed up until 6am.
Winner’s select: I just finished Elizabeth Taylor’s Mrs Palfrey at the Claremont and it was wonderful. I also think Elizabeth Bowen is too often forgotten.

Andrea Levy, painted in 2005. She died in 2019. Photograph: David Levenson/ Getty Images

Andrea Levy, Small Island , 2004

Bill Mayblin, partner : Sixteen years have legislated since the win and Andrea is no longer now to describe it herself, but I know just what she would have said. The prize ceremony took place in a massive marquee hurriedly erected on a piece of open sand time across the road from the Royal Festival Hall. Many times after that night Andrea and I would pass by that discern( now a parking lot) and she would say to me:” This is where my life converted .” The change was much more than book auctions and media attention. It was a profound displacement in her appreciation of soul. Her writing had always been her way of struggling to make visible her Caribbean heritage and to challenge its insignificant neighbourhood in British society. Winning the prize felt like a recognition, from that unusually culture; and that massively improved her confidence and enlarged her end.

Valerie Martin, Property , 2003

The week before the pillage living in my remember as a very bright and bubbly escapade. I rightfully didn’t expect to win. The darknes of the welcoming ceremony, my friend American finalist Donna Tartt and I encountered ourselves digest near the stage, sucks and pocketbooks in hand. We shared our anxiety about going on the stage carrying a purse. Speedily we agreed that if she prevailed I would take her purse and if I triumphed she would make mine. When the win was announced, the speaker’s voice was so low-toned I couldn’t hear it. Donna said, “It’s you,” and contacted for my handbag. I was truly astonished and uncommonly pleased. Somewhere along the line I had made a list of epithets to say thank you to and tucked it into my waistband. Excellent foresight!

Ann Patchett, Bel Canto ,< strong> 2002

Photograph: Martin Argles/ The Guardian

I was on the shortlist three times and fully expected to lose again. My husband and papa and stepmother “ve been with” me, and my two elderly English cousins came from Yorkshire for the welcoming ceremony. One cousin was a Catholic priest, Father Bernard, and he and his sister Marie were remained in a convent in London. He told me just before the ceremony that he had asked all the nuns to pray for me to win. I felt I’d cheated because I had a entire flock of praying nuns and another finalists didn’t. At least not that I knew of.

Even now, I’ll be dusting in the front room and I’ll pick up that little bronze and think about what a joyou instant that was. My father is dead now, as are the elderly English cousins. I “ve been thinking about” how glad they were that night. I had sidestepped them not to come because I thought they’d be sad when I lost, but then I acquired and they were there. It was beautiful.
Writer’s pick: The Resisters by Gish Gen . It’s about a girl in a dystopian future who’s a baseball genius. I can’t say fairly good things about it.

Kate Grenville, The Idea of Perfection , 2001

I’d published five fictions to critical acclaim, but modest auctions. I was facing the fact that for financial reasons I’d have to give up writing and become a full-time teacher of creative writing. The other shortlisted notebooks that time were by supremely good writers( including Ali Smith and Margaret Atwood) and it never bridged my sentiment that I might prevail. That plan I could loosen and enjoy the fact that the fun of the book certainly spoke to British gatherings as well as Australian ones. The booty “ve given me” a breathing-space. In quite a direct mode, it enabled me to go on writing, when without it I would have had to stop.
Winner’s select: Germaine Greer’s books- peculiarly The Female Eunuch and The Obstacle Race – are still, unfortunately, very relevant today.

Linda Grant, When I Lived in Modern Times , 2000

Photograph: Suki Dhanda/ The Observer

I’d been at the very first Orange prize, when Helen Dunmore triumphed. Even then, I remembered:” Yeah, I want this .” When I Lived in Modern Times has there been out a couple of months when the astound of the longlist arrived. The light of the party was fantastic. I vaguely remember that there were acrobats. When my epithet was announced I remember strolling into a flame of flashlights, and the bellow of the photographers calling my word. I hadn’t readied a speech. I said something about how what writing is really about is getting up on a coldnes morning and putting on your leggings and sweater and staring at a blank screen. The time of triumphing a reward might be a culmination of that, but the gulf between the two states is vast.
Winner’s collect: Invitation to the Waltz by Rosamond Lehmann. I read it this year and it was revelation.

Suzanne Berne ,< em >< strong> A Crime in the Neighbourhood , 1999

Everyone should get one truly exhilarating know-how in life, and the few periods I spent in Britain before the loot was apportioned were mine. It was recreation and exciting, very much a” once in a lifetime” time. I think it was the first time I really experienced myself as a novelist. Not as a student or professor or baby or an “aspiring” anything, but as a novelist.
Winner’s pick: A diary that holds all sorts of evidences about how to move references definitely sounds like real beings, and how to spawn the past feel immediate, is Alice Munro’s Friend of My Youth .

Carol Shields, Larry’s Party , 1998

The Shields lineage: Chant had been on prize long- and shortlists before the winner of the honour was announced in 1998. Larry’s Party had been shortlisted for Canada’s prestigious Giller prize and nominated for the Guardian fiction prize. But Carol goal triumphing this award for Larry’s Party as a crucial milestone in her occupation, and a considerable factor in expanding interest in her operate and in the ideas that were important to her.

Anne Michaels, Fugitive Portion , 1997

Photograph: Roni Rekomaa/ Rex/ Shutterstock

I was astonished to be shortlisted and felt ended disturbance at prize. After the ceremony, I was overtook by the sudden realisation that this book, which had made everything, might now find a readership. I cannot express the grateful I felt at this, and the hope it contained. The encouragement of the loot to this day moves me more than I can say.
Winner’s select: The two volume memoir by Nadezhda Mandelstam– a exertion of stupefying witness- Hope Against Hope and Hope Abandoned .

Helen Dunmore, A Spell of Winter , 1996

A regent of the estate: A Spell of Winter was Helen’s third story and the trophy brought her writing to wider audiences. At a personal level she regarded the award as a vote of confidence and, of course, the prize money and increased sales specified the increased financial insurance that all writers and masters need to be able to dedicate their time to their work. Were she alive now Helen would no doubt be celebrating the 25 th commemoration of the Women’s loot, and would still feel gratitude for the succour and inspiration that the pillage yielded her,

* The 2020 Women’s prize shortlist will be announced on Wednesday 22 April .

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