I love my job. I feel very lucky to work in such an amazingly gorgeous bookshop and to get to go in one day a week and soak up the fiction. Anyway, bobbins and short stories:A woman came and asked if we had a copy of a specific book. Yes we do, it's on the... Continue Reading →
A new edition of the ever fabulous Pulp Net is now up. I have written reviews of Janice Galloway's "This is Not About Me" and Chris Killen's "The Bird Room". Also, for London dwelling peeps, there is a Pulp Net Short Story Cafe on tonight, which looks well worth going to.
It won’t surprise any regular reader of this blog to hear that I think Janice Galloway’s “This is Not About Me” superb. Despite it being published last year I have only just read it. I hoarded it like a rare treat, saved for a time when I could properly engage, believing that writing this good... Continue Reading →
1) Anything sensible rather than the breathless, gushy nonsense I babbled at her!(Ha ha)Okay, I was a little nervous. The more I thought about it the more I realised that of my revered three (Galloway, Lorrie Moore, Ali Smith) Galloway is the writer who I have respected, admired, and aspired to, for the longest, with... Continue Reading →