It strikes me that there isn’t room in this part of the world for writers like J.D. Salinger. Rude, demanding and aggressively protective of his work, I’m not sure any of us would have the balls/ovaries to pull that kind of commitment off anymore. Continue reading “Catching Salinger”
Over the last few days I’ve been constructing a video for my Patreon page. I’m quite proud of it so far but it needs more time.
So today, instead of a that, I’ve got an excerpt from Iain M. Bank’s short story collection, The State Of The Art. Anyone who knows me, knows that I love this man’s books. This particular story takes place within the vast confines of his Culture universe.
Go out and buy a copy. In the mean time, here’s me reading a little bit just for you.
The Bridge is my favourite of Iain Banks’ fiction novels. After seeing it on a friend’s book shelf I read it in a near panic one humid summer’s afternoon in London. It’s short and drags you along by throwing more and more questions into your path. It is exactly the type of novel I want to read, exactly the type of novel I want to be able to write.