The Human Condition Is A Terminal Illness by Matthew J. Hall
Poems about sad, lonely, englishmen
Poems about sad, lonely, englishmen
A pointless book for pointless people.
home of the lo-fi magazine web series
an unpublished, unfinished post about antidepressants from 2015
My latest review over at Open Pen discusses the point of fiction…
Humour books about the bottle don’t sit right
Good Czech book, but do I need to try harder to czech my privilege?
[insert Nabokov/nobokov joke or something?]
drowning in sobriety like I used to drown in booze; even sublime prose can’t hoist me happy
How many men must a man urinate in front of before you can call him a man?
This isn’t a real review of a real book, IT’S SCOTT ON SOCIAL ANXIETY!!!
I’m bored of life, but this book’s a banger.
Preacher is fine, but it’s irrelevant to real life. I should adopt a Syrian child refugee.
pleasure is a lightening bolt that leaves no trace
Fantastic Mr Fox is an ode to adventure capitalism. My life is an ode to wine.
some anonymous little merican sent poppa some h8 mail and poppa aint havin none of it
I’m trying to get back on top of regular posting on the blog and due to circumstances outside of myContinue Reading
In America alone, 281 pounds of pig shit is produced for every one person per year. I don’t know if that’s a lot as I don’t know what a pound is.
Living in the city is bad for the soul
Have you ever had a dream? Have you ever dreamt a day, a week, a month, a year? Have youContinue Reading
I don’t know where this book came from. I know I bought it, I’m pretty certain I went out ofContinue Reading
This is my first blog post in a while, and even then it’s still happening a little earlier than expected.Continue Reading
Long before James Frey was breaking Oprah Winfrey’s fragile heart by fictionalising his time in addiction therapy and the behaviourContinue Reading
Visiting the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales.
Once he had said, ‘If you want to choose, you must be a goddess.’ That was when she had wantedContinue Reading
I shouldn’t have read this. CONTEXT: I walk a tightrope, emotionally, one that has become longer and looser ever sinceContinue Reading
The Cold War is a period loved by fiction. The world at that time was cast into blurry, grey-stained, blackContinue Reading
I’m an abyss filling up with regret and alcohol at equal measure, like a really wet martini.
I’m not at work, so I should be writing real prose, doing something creative, emailing pitches for articles through toContinue Reading
When I was young it was normal practice for supermarkets to fill the spaces around the tills – where peopleContinue Reading
My new puppy hasn’t been very well. I’ve spent the day taking him to the vets and watching him sleep,Continue Reading
The intellectual and emotional vigour with which I’ve approached What is Art? by Leo Tolstoy has left me bawling in the street,Continue Reading
About two months ago I spent a week in Finland, driving through the countryside from flea market to charity shopContinue Reading
fuck So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckContinue Reading
Flaubert in Egypt is ostensibly (though it isn’t) a book written by Gustave Flaubert about his hedonistic travels through EgyptContinue Reading
Again, I am too caffeinated to concentrate, too buzzed up to stop typing for more than the fifteen minutes orContinue Reading
Anyone who passes even a cursory glance over my website (the rude TriumphoftheNow.com) will realise pretty quickly that I like books. IContinue Reading
The Vegetarian by Han Kang is an odd book. I bought it for myself on my mad, wild, Foyles birthdayContinue Reading
Psalms and Songs is an odd book, a collection of short stories by Malcolm Lowry (some previously published, others unfinished),Continue Reading
Malcolm Lowry, secret hero of these blog posts, fell into a deep depression after the publication of Charles Jackson’s TheContinue 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 biggest tragedy in Malcolm Lowry’s life (in his own opinion) was when the lakeside shack he lived in burnedContinue Reading
I have read Kate Zambreno’s Green Girl for my book club, and will now write a review in two parts.Continue Reading
Hello. Happy New Year etc. I finally got around to reading Will Self’s The Book of Dave after carrying theContinue 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
After reading his Infinite Jest last Summer, I’ve been consistently disappointed by the further fiction I’ve perused by the postmodernContinue 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
I intended to read Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams for a while, but held off doing so forContinue Reading
A classic, yes, I should probably have read it by now… But nineteenth century, French, more than 300 pages –Continue Reading
Thomas Lynch is an acclaimed American poet. He is also an undertaker. This book is a collection of essays aboutContinue Reading


















































