When Dream Count was published in March, it had been twelve years since Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie had published a novel. Her last was Americanah in 2013, and before that Half of a Yellow Sun (2006), and Purple Hibiscus (2003). I know because, having read the previous three and loved them, I had been waiting. I would have read Dream Count no matter what, but something had happened since the publication of Americanah that made me especially interested in Adichie and her work: like J.K. Rowling, she had become a high-profile target of trans activism.
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