Normally I hate books about authors having trouble writing: it seems rather too self-obsessed. This one won me over by the fresh way in which it used language and the relentlessly modern picture of a culture in which social media and one's virtual self seems more important than the meatspace world.
Lines I loved:
Lines I loved:
- “Amazon recommends I buy the book I wrote.” (p 1)
- “They awkwardly remove each other’s clothes and fall into the patterns, Porn Grammar.” (p 9)
- “You’re just on that bloody phone making a lazy self-obsessed quotes about nothing.” (p 14)
- “We both snap poppadoms.” (p 22)
- “Dinner with my dad. He pays for the food. I pay for my lack of achievement. We both pay for the over indulgence in the morning.” (p 28)
- “I'm glad he has someone he can talk to freely and easily. I wish it wasn't me.” (p 30)
- “I've got unfinished business in her pants.” (p 33)
- “the gentrified ghetto vintage shops, hipster bars and pound shops” (p 34)
- “that's another story for another time told by another person.” (p 38)
- “Talking about sex in front of people, it feels too intimate. There's too much focus on the meat and the flesh.” (p 70)
- “We bow tie tatt-bumped, innit” (p 98)
- “If x’s were actual kisses, I’d have glandular fever.” (p 115)
- “Life gives us nuggets everyday. Whether we choose to make them chicken or gold is up to us.” (p 115)
- “A sofa and a chair and a mattress that all looked like they'd been at the business end of a stream of piss.” (p 142)
- “All this takes up 10% of my battery, which is a currency in modern life.” (p 162)
- “I was walking with skin issues here.” (p 219)
- “The Internet is both transient and eternal and there's nothing you can hide from it once it goes online.” (p 226)
- “When you need a pilgrimage to have a long hard look at yourself, why take the bus?” (p 240)
A good read from a promising new author. September 2017; 291 pages
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