Birthday Literary Suicide Tour
So I walk on towards deaths (plural) in the cooling twilight
Tag: Virginia Woolf
Eating Animals by Jonathan Safran Foer
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.
The Waves by Virginia Woolf
Many people have told me that The Waves is Virginia Woolf’s best work. Many people have told me I should readContinue Reading
What is Art? by Leo Tolstoy
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
Book of Blues by Jack Kerouac
This is going to be short, because Book of Blues by Jack Kerouac is shit. I’m sat in Munich airport,Continue Reading
Hip-Scott: Pass the Dostoevsky on the Left Hand Side
Please enjoy my hot new drag-hop video:
Preacher: Book Two by Garth Ennis and Steve Dillon
I read the first volume of Preacher about a year ago, and really enjoyed its brash ridiculousness. This second volumeContinue Reading
Mr Darwin’s Gardener by Kristina Carlson
Mr Darwin’s Gardener is a beautiful, modernist novella about the late 19th century inhabitants of the small village inContinue Reading
Midland: A Novel Out of Time by Honor Gavin
It’s not often that you find novels about provincial British cities. In America they’re all the rage. Jonathan Franzen writesContinue Reading
Under the Net by Iris Murdoch
Iris Murdoch is one of the handful of writers who I return to with regular irregularity. Like Graham Greene, VirginiaContinue Reading
