Camp Concentration by Thomas M. Disch
what if we could all be geniuses… for a few months as we die of germ warfare???
what if we could all be geniuses… for a few months as we die of germ warfare???
contemporary intellectual mid-life crisis novel that focuses on the life of the head not the life of the heart
fourteen brief histories reminding us that everything always falls apart
Come and meet Edwin Jay Sparkes, author of What in the World?
an interview with Sam Ayertey, author of Transformation of a Village
a chat with Kris Hall/Barracuda Guarisco, writer of many books
a chat with Marina Vantara, author of Mission Homo Liberatus: The Beginning
a chat with Tim Whitehouse, author of The Tender Wall
some life updates, some political commentary and a reflection on an unsubtle Arthur Miller play…
a conversation with Barbara Adair, author of In the Shadow of the Springs I Saw
a dystopia from the nineties reads too much like social realism…
a serious novel that reminds us, again, of the cost of our silences
generations fought for a future that – this week – is being murdered on the world stage
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)
accidentally, i am almost a revolutionary
another treat from the english spywriter too boring to not die old
if the English state could clone the poor to harvest their organs, it would
iiiiit’s good stuff but it’s a pretend book
i think i liked this a lot, but possibly i maybe just agreed with it a lot?
excellent serious poetry that escapes the drudge of the academy
writing on the dangers of group mentalities, though pretty committed to one particular viewing of the world…
a solid and non hagiographic literary biography
right up the Archbishop’s ceiling
we’re not in Earthsea any more…
now that’s what i call henry kissenger
some of the best fiction you’re likely to find… plus some stories that aren’t
getting political with Doris in the eighties
contemporary capitalist society is a dead end death cult – and baybe we all believe
progressive(ish) proto-modernism from 1880s South Africa
excellent polyvocal south african indie press book about an art deco district
a tiny novella with a lot going on
it’s good flaneur-type stuff so it’s a yes yes yes from me but it did make me think
an interesting – tho intentionally unemotive – biography of Big Jimmy B
another entry in a series of writings on short political texts
notes on a political essay (slightly too big for a radical pamphlet)
some beautiful, thematically varied, writings
notes on a radical pamphlet is an occasional series
read a little guin
another doris lessing quintet concludes
another nice book review descends into dissociated left-wing raving
if you’re not reading Kobek you’re not reading
anti 9/11, anti Richmond, pro Jarett Kobek
If you do not feel or even believe in love, then how and why would you bring others into the nightmare that is existence?
reading another novel about nazis, but this is not a romp
maybe walking blind into the desert is the bravest thing to do
eww i read some centrist art by mistake
unexpectedly, one of the best books i’ve ever read
anarchism is hope
i read some poems on the backlot throat goat
the Earth itself is a revolutionary anti-capitalist (funny poems)


















































