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Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
...is the slightly cheeky title the sub-editors chose for my review of a very bad book in today's Guardian. I can be as effusive as the next guy when a book is wonderful (see my review of the brilliant Nicola Barker, who I hope wins the Booker), but I get ticked off when a book is lazy. And wow, what a terrible book is Now Is The Hour.
Here, seriously, are its three opening lines:
Parmesan cheese.
My troubles all started with Parmesan cheese.
And they ended with Parmesan cheese.
You'd get angry, too, even if you were being paid to read it.