Rae Donaldson died suddenly on his way to work at Vinyl Exchange this morning, according to VE’s instagram. Lovely man with huge appetite for life, he will be greatly missed. It was – is – his 64th birthday. He was celebrating, he told me by text this morning, by going to work ❤️
Given to me by my parents, Christmas 1987. Thirty-odd years later I started collecting copies of The New York Trilogy that were in some way distinguished.
Dear The Guardian, please will you review my book?
No, we need the space for our three-page interview with TV star turned novelist Richard Osman.
Ah OK, thanks.
Friend asked me if I’d had a bad review & how I’d coped with it. 3 ways of coping: 1) 🤷 2) Send reviewer email yrs later saying simply ‘TWAT’, as 1 author quite rightly did to me, or 3) create characters in yr next book with 1st & 2nd names of reviewer so you can do this.
To the man in the street who, when I passed him earlier, said, in a slow, unpleasant voice, ‘Rupert the Bear,’ I say, ‘Not even close.’ Shirt vs scarf & trousers. And anyway, it’s not Rupert the Bear. It’s Rupert Bear. So there.
Can’t stop looking at this small-format photo found inside second-hand copy of Sylvie Germain’s Le Livre des Nuits bought from a street seller in Paris on Monday for 1€.
I know these are not most people’s favourite Martin Amis books, but they are mine. I met him in a snooker club under the Westway. He was a real gentleman & will be greatly missed.
When critic Harry Ritchie gave one of my books a nasty, personal review, in my next novel I named one character Harry & another Ritchie so that I could contrive a line of dialogue, ‘Harry, Ritchie’s a c**t.’
what is the pettiest revenge you've ever taken? my housemates at school called me a faggot from 11-16 because I had no interest in girls or football and when I finally figured out it was (in fact) true I just started putting up gay pinups everywhere and no-one knew what to do
We're delighted to announce that
@nicholasroyle
's new collection of short stories, London Gothic, will be published by Confingo on 10th November. 15 stories, including 7 brand-new pieces. RRP £12.99 but available to pre-order for £9.99 (plus p&p) at
Quiet coach drama. Passenger X reminds Passenger Y, who’s just made a phone call, he’s in the quiet coach. Y: I’m sorting out the order of service. My mum’s just died. X: yes, but you’re in the quiet coach.
Dream come true. Wanted to translate Vincent de Swarte’s novel about psychopathic lighthouse keeper since it came out in France in 1998. Finally, first English translation from
@Confingo
– official publication next month. Pre-order available now.
Am looking after
@GreenHouseB00ks
just for today. If you’re anywhere near Cheadle, come in & watch me struggle with the online card payment system. Coffee’s off but could probably stretch to herbal tea.
You could spend hours coming up with anti-Trump slogans but it’s hard to beat ‘FUCK OFF’. Having said that, actually, ‘FUCK OFF Wotsit Hitler’ probably beats it.
If you liked White Spines, you’ll like Shadow Lines. If you weren’t sure about White Spines, don’t worry, Shadow Lines is completely different. Out next month from
@saltpublishing
Thanks to
@mjadamson15
for alerting me to slanderous comments on
@BacklistedPod
suggesting that my bookshelves are colour-coordinated. I invite
@johnmitchinson
&
@i_am_mill_i_am
to gaze upon these shelves & realise their error. Is colour really the defining element here?
Barlow Moor Road, Didsbury.
1st old bloke, pushing buggy full of shopping, talking to second old bloke about 3rd bloke: ‘What a gentleman he was!’
2nd old bloke: ‘What a man he was!’
Pause as both old blokes stare off into distance.
Second old bloke: ‘His two sons were cunts.’
‘Writers write to find out who they used to be, then predict who they might be next.’ There’s something you want to write down on every page
@mjohnharrison
@serpentstail
Bowie, Blyton, universities & second-hand bookshops. Other Nicholas Royle couldn’t have written a more this Nicholas Royle book if he’d tried. I did not write this book. Sounds great though & can’t wait to read it. Any commissioning editors out there, I’d happily review it.
Judging short story competition. Maximum wordcount 2500 words. Prize £10,000. About 85% of entries come in just under 2500. Shortest story so far 100 words, longest 41,000.