Provincial Squinting At The Mercury Orgy by Jai Knight
an intriguing prose and poetry collection that is deceptively simple or simply deceptive
an intriguing prose and poetry collection that is deceptively simple or simply deceptive
a spectacular sex memoir (the memoir is spectacular (and maybe the sex was too))
i read a brilliant, flawless, collection of stories
i read a devastatingly beautiful book for children
i enjoyed this chaotic novel but never worked out if it was in control or not…
an interesting novel about the horrors of intergenerational sectarian conflict
adventures in cinema in March 2025
some thoughts and questions raised by Wharton’s wintry non-wonderland
it’s not Baldwin at his best, but at its best, it’s still brilliant
an awful book anyone should be ashamed to have read
you can read this map by the light of a thunderstorm: Carson on Camino
a dystopia from the nineties reads too much like social realism…
pointed gags from the 1960s about things that haven’t changed
in february i saw some movie
the trouble with trouble with lichen is that it’s best read half-asleep and mostly i read awake
there’s a reason Woolf didn’t collate this story collection in her own lifetime…
a giant book that offers a giant good time
a heartbreaking misfire from the world of Sookie Stackhouse
a serious novel that reminds us, again, of the cost of our silences
it’s scott manley hadley aka SOLID BALD
Tempest Miller’s second monthly chapbook – a brave if not brilliant series
chasing tornadoes and remembering pasts
comments on the conclusion to a four-book series
I read a bizarre quasi-blog from DH Lawrence so y’all don’t have to
a bad book that, ethically, i probably shouldn’t have been reading
…a curiosity, a fragment of fragments, a distillation of the mind- and work-wrecking ferocity of addiction…
the movies I watched in January
a quick run through Ursula Le Guin’s debut novel
a short book on architecture and lost futures
generations fought for a future that – this week – is being murdered on the world stage
exceptional essay collection from an under-appreciated american
fun if minor James Baldwin book feat. correspondence and two collaborative pieces
pret a manger is like Greggs for people with student debt … like Birley Sandwiches for people who iron their own clothes
a nice, light, vacuous text that is unforgivably overlong
fun thriller about three comedians on a road trip… and one of them’s a killer
a surprisingly disappointing book about flaneuring about
five early novellas (in one book) from Nobel winner Doris Lessing
delany’s 1980s fantasyland crumbles into the stark realities of the AIDS crisis – an arguably perfect example of its type
gags, props, racy costuming and another seasonal what if…
a con job luring in hapless literary parents: AVOID AT ALL COSTS
i haven’t read it before but i have kinda read it before
it is human to cringe at the elevator pitch – a post-apocalyptic Shakespeare troupe (eww) – but don’t be put off, this is essentially a 2010s Infinite Jest (the good bits)
a glorious, cacophonous, collage of varied delights and pleasure
a cracking novel-length trip to Chip Delany’s 1980s fantasy land
an interesting book on writing comedy that doesn’t try to make you laugh
some intriguing Italian fiction about haunting and being haunted
a deeply moving portrait of grief slowly becomes a cold exercise in self-aggrandisement
accidentally, i am almost a revolutionary
non-digressive thoughts on book 1 of 4 of Samuel Delany’s sword and sorcery series
another treat from the english spywriter too boring to not die old


















































