The Timbuktu Review is a gathering one-pot cooking, a convenient store that sells both gas and chicken, a place where text mixes with curiosity and experiences, an attempt to convey connections through forms that are inaccessible to the rational mind but intuitively recognizable as making sense. Analog travel and the human written word. It is also a selfish act of wanting to read our friends, so this becomes a gathering spot for a literary community, a village flagpole, a place to staple an idea or thought up and say to all “read this, it is a human thought with all its foibles”.
The goal: to promote the most exciting writers we know and to support ambitious, inquisitive readers.
Something to share? Keen on writing an essay, a wee missive?
Send submissions to thetimbuktureview@substack.com and we will take a gander to see if it fits. Travel writing can be so many things. It can be poetry, fiction, a graphic novel, creative nonfiction, magic surrealism, a children's book, anything that captures that feeling we all get when we leave our homes and go out into the world and are curious. If wondering what themes to write, it is anything that loosely touches that feeling we get at a train station.
If you are keen to get the gist, a look back at some past posts:
