Angel Catbird by Margaret Atwood & Johnnie Christmas
Atwood made a comic book, it’s fun but that’s about it
Atwood made a comic book, it’s fun but that’s about it
How many men must a man urinate in front of before you can call him a man?
a non-fiction book that suffers from russian round
transcript of a presentation from happier days
read all about bs johnson – like this blog but in a book
US so vain, I bet you think Arab Spring is about you
Off the booze (again), I enjoy a book but despair of life.
If Greer – who doesn’t believe in non-binary genders – is correct, then I am a woman.
Once upon a time, I was trying to be a writer…
Hipster military history: if you’re not cool, this isn’t for you…
Once I was young and unafraid.
It’s a godawful small affair
He always writes while others talk
Men: they wear T-shirts saying “Smash the patriarchy” with an arrow pointing at their penis
PAY ME ATTENTION
x, x, baby / you’re cold as x / didn’t have x cube so you bought vanilla x
Max Porter Works In Publishing
National treasure Alan produces a national treasure of a book.
Trump cannot and will not be ignored.
Can Burgess turn this tough novel into a frothy paperback? No.
Merry Christmas. If you’re a fan of wigs made of pubic hair, Mariah Carey and laughing at men for goingContinue Reading
Lunar Caustic is a lie.
Bald men: Another Victim of the Patriarchy
This dystopian novel feels a bit too 2016…
Life means nothing. So you may as well sing:
a review of a difficult book
A glimmer of hope: I am almost able to read in Spanish.
DHL happy in Mexico, then beautifully sad elsewhere.
an accurate depiction of the lust and boredom that threatens to overwhelm all of us who aren’t pious, delusional, fuckheads
This isn’t a real review of a real book, IT’S SCOTT ON SOCIAL ANXIETY!!!
no hair on my head, loads of hair on my balls
“Help me, help me,” I cry, “I’m too sober to read”.
In memory of Fidel Castro, some prose inspired by Pedro Juan Gutierrez from a decade ago.
A charming, quirky, book tainted by middle aged white male bullshit.
I read some serviceable pulp.
I’m bored of life, but this book’s a banger.
Norman Mailer writes energetically and racistly about boxing
The publishing industry has fucked over Kate Tempest.
Gorgeous Bosnian novel and my thoughts on the role of translators
A 4 second Noise Piece and a link to more madness at the HuffPo
Another book of poetry from up-and-coming indie publisher Morbid Books.
The ‘Godfather of Rap’ offers a rose-tinted memoir.
Preacher is fine, but it’s irrelevant to real life. I should adopt a Syrian child refugee.
A La Recherche du Temps Perdu 4: This Time It’s Gay
Hip-Scott, flailing, live in Marseille.
In the Summer of 2016, Scott Manley Hadley walked and sang his way across Spain.
A book that makes big promises without sufficient returns…
All Men Must Die, innit?
Should non-fiction books about intoxicants even be legal, yeah?
pleasure is a lightening bolt that leaves no trace

















































