A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
A very easy way of gauging how much I’ve enjoyed a book is how long it takes me to readContinue Reading
A very easy way of gauging how much I’ve enjoyed a book is how long it takes me to readContinue Reading
Getting Colder by Amanda Coe is a great, contemporary novel. It is fun, quite haunting in places and it isContinue Reading
For the past four years, the big literary release (for me) has been the continuing publication of Karl Ove Knausgaard’sContinue Reading
Jean-Paul Sartre is another one of those hip, nihilistic-type novelists than whiney, depressive young men read in-between bouts of binge-drinkingContinue Reading
The Wake by Paul Kingsnorth was a surprising literary hit of 2014. Not a “literary hit” in that it soldContinue Reading
I thoroughly enjoyed The Paying Guests, which was a relief as the last book I read was DIRE. I’d neverContinue Reading
Byron Easy by Jude Cook is the least enjoyable book I’ve read in ages, and the first one I haveContinue Reading
The biggest tragedy in Malcolm Lowry’s life (in his own opinion) was when the lakeside shack he lived in burnedContinue Reading
Volume 2 of Marcel Proust’s giant novel, In Search of Lost Time, is a joy to read. I don’t knowContinue Reading
I’m going to be honest, I did not get what the point of Molloy was. Oooh, it was Beckettian; itContinue Reading
Obnoxiously (the manner in which I do most things), I read Tarjei Vesaas’ The Birds because Karl Ove Knausgaard refersContinue Reading
The Minister of Evil: The Secret History of Rasputin’s Betrayal of Russia is a very strange book. I read itContinue Reading
I have read Kate Zambreno’s Green Girl for my book club, and will now write a review in two parts.Continue Reading
Joe Sacco’s wordless, 8 metre long panorama of the first day of the Battle of the Somme is a harrowingContinue Reading
Virginia Woolf’s famous non-fiction treatise on ‘Women and Fiction’, A Room of One’s Own, is an embarrassingly prescient text aboutContinue Reading
Well, I just wrote a huge, gushing review of this and then my computer crashed and deleted it. So, withContinue Reading
The Chairs Are Where The People Go is a strange book, and a highly-acclaimed one. It’s semi-written by Sheila Heti, authorContinue Reading
Well, this is a rather painfully depressing read. Life, End of was Christine Brooke-Rose’s final novel, one written in herContinue Reading
I don’t really feel I need to hide it any more – I love the novels of Graham Greene. ThisContinue Reading
Arthur Miller’s 1967 collection of stories, I Don’t Need You Any More, contains one of the finest pieces of short fictionContinue Reading
I first read about Garth Ennis and Steve Dillon’s comic Preacher at the 2014 British Library exhibition, Comics Unmasked. OfContinue Reading
The Abominable Goat by Stephen Lister is a truly odd novel, and one that arrived in my possession in aContinue Reading
Other than having an excellent cover, this 1975 collection of poems by Gavin Ewart, Zulfikar Ghose and B. S. JohnsonContinue Reading
Boris Pasternak was the author of Doctor Zhivago, which I didn’t realise when I picked up this slim novella aboutContinue Reading
Both the blurb and the author biography of my 1980s edition of Jacob’s Room by Virginia Woolf state that thisContinue Reading
Last night I cut my hand in several places on a broken champagne flute, and to recuperate took myself offContinue Reading
Margaret Drabble is not a novelist I’ve read before. To be honest, I’m mainly aware of her for being withinContinue Reading
Like most pretentious teenagers who go on to study English Literature as an undergraduate then sink into an unhappy morassContinue Reading
I’ve never gotten on well with Ezra Pound’s poems. Though a staple within the pretentious anthologies I used to readContinue Reading
My pile of books, towering as it often is in January, needs to be got through. So in order toContinue Reading
Hello. Happy New Year etc. I finally got around to reading Will Self’s The Book of Dave after carrying theContinue Reading
Sticking with middle-brow Scottish literature, I followed Irvine Welsh’s Filth with another dark, scary, psychological story about a disturbed ScottishContinue Reading
Recently I’ve been very much enjoying Sam Bain and Jesse Armstrong*’s Channel 4 police drama, Babylon. This under-watched TV showContinue Reading
I’ve said it before and I will say it again: Isabel Allende is brilliant, an under-rated writer of supreme skill,Continue Reading
Fuck it, I’m going to discuss the plot. MONKEYS. It’s about MONKEYS. Or, to be technical, chimps. Chimpanzees (which aren’tContinue Reading
This week, I decided to dabble with a bit of Leo Tolstoy. I’ve never read anything by the big-hitting RussianContinue Reading
Yes, I read another book by Geoff Dyer and, yes, because it was a structurally complex non-fiction text featuring aContinue Reading
After reading his Infinite Jest last Summer, I’ve been consistently disappointed by the further fiction I’ve perused by the postmodernContinue Reading
In 1949, Malcolm Lowry (author of Under The Volcano) decided to adapt F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Tender Is The NightContinue Reading
F. Scott Fitzgerald wasn’t happy with many things by the final decade of his life. He wasn’t happy with his career,Continue Reading
About a year ago I read and quite enjoyed Teju Cole’s Open City. It was a set text for myContinue Reading
I’ve done that really stupid thing again where I start reading a major writer with a minor work. Borges isContinue Reading
In a few weeks, I am driving my father to Paris for a couple of days, and on the wayContinue Reading
Child of God was Cormac McCarthy’s third novel, and is the first book of his I’ve read for a while.Continue Reading
I’ve read a lot of old religious texts over the past year* and have enjoyed many of them. I’ve readContinue Reading
I intended to read Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams for a while, but held off doing so forContinue Reading
I sourced this 1971 collection of short stories for one simple reason: ‘For Bolocks Please Read Blocks Throughout’, a B.Continue Reading
Last Summer, whilst twatpacking* around the Mediterranean, Tunisair lost my backpack between Casablanca and Tunis. Though it contained nothing ofContinue Reading
Chess is an excellent little novella written by Stefan Zweig in the early 1940s. An Austrian who’d run from theContinue Reading
David Shields’ The thing about life is that one day you’ll be dead manages to be simultaneously heart-breakingly depressing whilstContinue Reading


















































