I, Nerd by Max Sydney Smith
another nice book review descends into dissociated left-wing raving
another nice book review descends into dissociated left-wing raving
If you do not feel or even believe in love, then how and why would you bring others into the nightmare that is existence?
big post on privilege, re-wilding, ageing; a phenomenal read
wacky promo video for still-in-production TRUTHER PRESS poo anthology
flawless 1970s fiction exploring dementia; plus shirtless pic
great poetry, i whinge about lockdown innit
exceptional omnibus from NY publisher Tender Buttons
the emotional cost of working in high end catering
some thoughts on a novel you should probably read
some inevitably biased hagiography
high grade historical fiction and the blogger hits some snags
three split narratives, one of which confused me…
the London Ambulance service gets the Morbid Books treatment
a short story chapbook that’s fine, no more, no less
a literary memoir on translation
familiarity breeds affection
Emotive, bizarre, inventive, stories.