Friday, 12 December 2008

London Knowledge

My first experience of Will Self was at The Green Carnation. The tall somewhat timid man passed me twice before my friend pointed out to me I was obstructing the author's path. Self called for the crowds attention and we took our places cross legged on the floor ready for story time. Within moments I was catching flies with ears agog, as without actively knowing I lived every word he spoke. Self's unique prouse that roll fourth with a bounty of rich texture are illuminated by their own language and dialect, excentuating their every fiber. After the reading I left high on literary prowess, caipirinhas and a promise to read everything Will Self.


The Book Of Dave was my first accomplishment and what an excellent introduction. Set in three different time periods, Dave is a black cab driver, a pathetic shell of a man and a god. We follow him through life, the points and eternal being. His Knowledge is unquestionable, yet he finds the simplest of tasks excurciating. Pages of dense dialogue turn with verlocity as Dave monouvres the city, fatherhood and future London. As I pick up The Quantity Theory Of Insanity I attempt to push high expectations aside.

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