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Iain Turner ๐Ÿ”–answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed


TPQ: What are you currently reading? 

IT: May We Be Spared to Meet on Earth: Letters of the Lost Franklin Arctic Expedition. The Franklin expedition is something which has fascinated me for years. They discovered the wrecks of Franklin's ships a few years ago, and in one they found the desk of Captain Crozier (from Banbridge), perfectly preserved, but for some reason they don't seem to be in a hurry to open it.

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

IT: My favourite book is Naked Lunch by William Burroughs. A lot of "drug novels" are highly variable in quality - I don't think Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas has aged very well - but Naked Lunch achieves timelessness, which I suppose is the mark of a great novel. I can understand why a lot of people are repelled by it, the passages about people being bummed and hanged by mugwumps in limestone caves and whatnot, but I've always found it hysterically funny. The other Beats didn't do much for me.

As for the worst, there have been a lot of stinkers. Where films are concerned, I will watch almost any old shit and rarely walk out of the cinema before the end, but I can't enjoy a bad book the way I can enjoy a bad film. I failed to finish a Kinky Friedman book called Spanking Watson which was utterly rotten, just shite. A friend kept banging on about him, saying that I would love his stuff, and this tends to be the kiss of death. I had the same experience with Flann O'Brien.

I was once stuck on a boat for about a week and the only novel on board was a copy of Midnight's Children by Salman Rushdie. That was when I discovered that I am allergic to magical realism. The style antagonised me so much I had to pitch it overboard. Thankfully it wasn't like the time I threw a Traffic album out of my flat window and someone in the street threw it back in. It was so bad I ended up reading Johnnie Walker's autobiography instead.

I forced myself to read it because it was necessary for my work, but Lethal Allies by Ann Cadwallader actually left me with a feeling of despair and helplessness because it jump-started the whole Glenanne Gang mythos and sent readers ninety degrees to the actual truth. It'll be a monumental task to lead people back to the facts and sadly a lot of them will be lost for good.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

IT: I had two books which went everywhere with me as a kid, one called Combat, the other titled Survival, published by Marshall Cavendish, the partworks people. By the time I was ten I knew how to lay a proper L-shaped ambush with a stop party and how to gut and dress a deer carcass. The less violent answer is an illustrated edition of The Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde. Robert Ballard's books about the wrecks of the Titanic and Bismarck sparked both a lifelong fascination with shipwrecks and a phobia of the deep sea. I also loved a book called A Summer in the South by James Marshall, about a crime-solving owl.

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

IT: It's the predictable answer for anyone of my age, but it has to be Roald Dahl. I read absolutely everything he wrote, even his two memoirs, Boy and Going Solo. Likewise, any time a new book from Robert Ballard came out it was straight on my Christmas or birthday list - Titanic, Bismarck, Ironbottom Sound...

TPQ: First book to really own you?

IT: Growing up I read and re-read over and over again the 2001 series by Arthur C Clarke. I've always loved science fiction and the vastness of the concepts and timescales it deals with made a real impression on me. Clarke's prose is quite tasteful too. A lot of sci-fi writers can best be described as having rudimentary sensibilities.

The first "grown up" book I read was probably Papillon, when I was about 11. I remember my English teacher being quite impressed by that. Although I'm not sure a book which features man-on-cow "stuffing" and guys sticking money up their arse every other page was totally appropriate for someone who'd just finished primary school.

TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

IT: Male - I suppose it would be William Burroughs, even though his cut-up period is unreadable. Alternatively, Yukio Mishima is the most interesting as an individual, although I don't necessarily get on with all his fixations. I read him more in an attempt to understand the man, because I refuse to trust a literary intermediary - "All translation is treason" as they say. For women, I'm going to be brutally honest and say that the only female author I've read to any great extent is Joan Didion. Her books of essays and journalism are great.

TPQ: A preference for fact or fiction?

IT: I can't remember the last time I read a novel, because I've been submerged in Troubles books for the last ten years. I've always believed that if you want to be a good writer - be it fiction or non-fiction - you have to read good novels, so I should really be reading more.

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you?

IT: Ian Kershaw's biography of Adolf Hitler is an incredible example of a book(s) as a definitive statement. There's very little to add to the subject after it. As a kid I read Mike Hoare's Congo Mercenary which was great stuff for a bloodthirsty junior commando ignorant of the politics. Johnnie Walker's autobiography is actually quite good too. Did you know he was warm-up DJ for the Dead Kennedys?

TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

IT Magical realism is obviously right out the window, literally. Self help books too - I don't need some asshole with a headset microphone to tell me how to clean my room.

One thing that will put my rage meter from zero to 100 instantly is American writers who are obviously writing in the mode of "This is my big stab at the Great American Novel". Examples: Jonathan Safran Foer, Jonathan Franzen. The British equivalent is Booker bait...all that middle-class wank about "memory" and "post-colonial identity" has the capacity to make me psychotically angry.

There should be some sort of law regulating misery lit, the crap that clogs up the "Tragic Life Stories" section at WH Smith. 90% of them are straight bullshit, which is absolutely contemptible, but they're marketed towards a certain type of person who doesn't really care about that. We all know the type: Facebook women who post videos of horrific, mind-scarring child and animal abuse to "raise awareness".

The funniest one is A Million Little Pieces by James Frey. I'm amazed that anyone was taken in by that guy and it was great to see him exposed as a fraud. There's one purported scene where he's at a rehab therapy session, and there's a heroin addict with two amputated arms and a snake tattoo on his neck. How the fuck was the guy supposed to get all that smack into his remaining arm after the first one went!?

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you?

IT: My one, if I ever finish it, so that they will understand what real pain and suffering is.


TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

IT: Frozen In Time, another book about the Franklin expedition, specifically Owen Beattie's exhumation of three ice-mummified crew members in the 1980s. I also recommended A Canticle For Leibowitz to someone but I don't think they read it.

TPQ: Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

IT: There's a definite inverse correlation between the quality of a book and the quality of its adaptation. Bad or mediocre books tend to make the best films, e.g. Marathon Man, Die Hard, The Martian. Great books are all in the prose and tend to be interior monologue or descriptions of the characters inner world, and so make for duff films - The Great Gatsby, Ulysses, etc. Maybe it's better to leave the good ones alone.

It's why sci-fi adaptations are such a rich vein for Hollywood: dodgy prose, great images and ideas. With that in mind, I'd love to see a film version of The Forever War by Joe Haldeman, or Larry Niven's Protector. 1980s Jeff Goldblum would've made a great Pak Protector.

TPQ:
The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.

IT: I think the standard answer to this is Ulysses but I gave up on that once and I don't intend to go back to it. I tend to prefer American novelists for their more direct style so I'll say Catch-22. The Great American Novel has already been written though. It's Moby Dick.

๐Ÿ•ฎ Iain Turner blogs at Balaclava Street and is currently writing a history of the UVF. He lives with four rabbits.

Iain Turner @ Booker's Dozen

Tom Carty ๐Ÿ”–answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed


TPQ: What are you currently reading? 

TC: I am rereading Nagaland by Jonathan Glancy.

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

TC: Worst: Les Miserables Book 2 by Victor Hugo. Could have said the same thing in half the time if worded simpler. Bought book 2 by accident. Wouldn’t buy book 1. There is a great story there, but told horribly. Best book: The Cow Book by John Connell. It’s like talking to someone from back home.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

TC: The Trouble with the Irish by Leonard Patrick O’Connor Wibberly.

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

TC: Annie MP Smithson.

TPQ: First book to really own you?

TC: Trouble With the Irish, very humourous take on the Troubles: poignant how it looked to better times at the end, just before the latest Troubles started.

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TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

TC: Annie MP Smithson, John Connell.

TPQ: A preference for fact or fiction?

TC: Fact.

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you?

TC: Peeling The Onion, by Gunter Grass, an autobiography.
 
TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

TC Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler.

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you?

TC: The Cow Book!
 

TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

TC: Something on 1916 to the brother.

TPQ: Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

TC: The Story of Chicago May – Nuala O Faoilan. Chicago May, My Story by Mae Ann Duignan (aka Churchill Sharpe), Chicago May by Frank Columb. Basically, the story of Chicago May. I have started a play on a few parts of her story, and got a few poems from it!

TPQ:
The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.

TC: I’d suppose getting a reading and full understanding of the Bible and it’s context would be best.

๐Ÿ•ฎ Tom Carty is a writer and a lifelong leftwing republican, trade union and political activist.

Tom Carty @ Booker's Dozen

Bill O'Brien ๐Ÿ”–answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed


TPQ: What are you currently reading? 

BO'B: Books on the Spanish civil war; Mick O’Reilly on his time in the CPI, the Labour Party and the ATGWU.

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

BO'B: Many – both ways.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

BO'B:  I came to reading late, being dyslexic. But everything by John Steinbeck.

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

BO'B: John Steinbeck. All his works.

TPQ: First book to really own you?

BO'B: The Grapes of Wrath by Steinbeck. 


TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

BO'B: John Steinbeck and Edna O’Brien.

TPQ: A preference for fact or fiction?

BO'B: Fact.

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you?

BO'B: C. Desmond Greaves – The Life And Times Of James Connolly.

TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

BO'B: No.

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you?

BO'B: Ragged Trousered Philanthropist. I read it on the recommendation of my father when I went into the building industry to help me understand what I was getting into. My father said the industry had never changed.
 


TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

BO'B: Rebels by Peter de Rosa.

TPQ: Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

BO'B: Mary Lou McDonald: A Republican Riddle by Shane Ross.

TPQ:
The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.

BO'B: It hasn't been written yet

๐Ÿ•ฎ Bill O'Brien is an independent republican.

Bill O'Brien ๐Ÿ“š Booker's Dozen

Seaghรกn ร“ Murchรบ ๐Ÿ”– answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed

TPQ: What are you currently reading?

SM: The Beatles/Tune In (expanded ed.) by Mark Lewisohn.

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

SM: Best: Ulysses by James Joyce. Worst: Martin Chuzzlewit by Charles Dickens.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

SM: Scott's Standard Postal Stamp Catalog.

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

SM: J.R.R. Tolkien.

TPQ: First book to really own you?

SM: Selected Poems by Philip Larkin.


TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

SM: Male: Mario Vargas Llosa. Female: Nuala Nรญ Dhomhnaill.

TPQ: A preference for fact or fiction? 

SM: Friction?

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you?

SM: Nothing To Be Frightened Of by Julian Barnes.

TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

SM: Ayn Rand.

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you? 

SM: Manchรกn Magan, Angels and Rabies: A Journey through the Americas.


TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

SM: Unknown Pleasures: Inside Joy Division by Peter Hook.

TPQ: Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

SM: The Mirror and the Light by Hilary Mantel.

TPQ: The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.

SM: Mortality by Christopher Hitchens (to re-read...)

๐Ÿ•ฎ Seaghรกn ร“ Murchรบ is a professor of Literature in Los Angeles. 

Booker's Dozen ๐Ÿ“š Seaghรกn ร“ Murchรบ

Peter Anderson ๐Ÿ”– answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed


TPQ: What are you currently reading?

PA: The Yank by John Crawley

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

PA: The best are the 20 Master and Commander books by Paddy O'Brian. Once I got into them, I was reading 3 per week. Honourable mention for Sunset Song by Lewis Crassic Gibbon. Such a poignant book. The worst was The SAS in Ireland by Raymond Murray. It is full of obvious mistakes and half-truths.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

PA: I only read comics as a child. The first book I remember reading was The Rats by James Herbert when I was about 13. Sex and violence for the young male mind!

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

PA: Didn't have one.

TPQ: First book to really own you?

PA: Political Murder in Northern Ireland by Martin Dillon. I couldn't put it down. That book led me to the other Dillon books The Shankill Butchers and Dirty War, and to become a dedicated reader.


TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

PA: Paddy O'Brian and Christopher Hitchens, I don't have a fave female.

TPQ: A preference for fact or fiction?

PA: Fact, history to be precise.

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you.

PA: Giordano Bruno: Philosopher/Heretic by Ingrid Rowland. What a guy Bruno was, what a life he led and what a death he suffered! A big hero of mine.

TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

PA: Gerry Adams.

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you.

PA: Nope, can't think of one.

TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

PA: On the Historicity of Jesus by Richard Carrier. I swap theology books with my father-in-law. This was for him, knowing I'd get it back! It is the only book doubting Jesus' existence that has passed peer review.

TPQ: Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

PA: Another Master and Commander book. They only made the one with Russel Crowe.

TPQ: The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.
 
PA: War and Peace by Tolstoy.

Peter Anderson is a Unionist with a keen interest in sports.

Booker's Dozen ๐Ÿ“š Peter Anderson

Frankie McKillop ๐Ÿ”–answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed


TPQ: What are you currently reading?

FM: Nothing ATM. I have a few books that I plan to read 'sometime.' One is called Frankie Boyle My shit life so far ISBN 978-0-00-788056-0 and the other is by A. Kemp-welch Stalin and the literary Intelligentsia 1928-39 ISBN 0-333-27770-8.

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

FM: The worst book was Gerry Adams' Hope and History. The best . . . Some I enjoy more than others and for different reasons. But Adams is the worst by a very long stretch.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

FM: Danny The Champion Of The World. My English teacher in St Gabes, Paddy Branigan, got us to read it and I was 12/13. I was a scout in Ardoyne at the time and when we went camping in Castlewellan, I would try to look out for peasants just like Danny did in the book... And no Quillers, I didn't catch a thing!!!!

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

FM: Because of Danny . . .  it has to be Roald Dahl.

TPQ: First book to really own you.

FM: 'Owning me'.....? I have never been owned by a book or person but Dillons The Dirty War made me think. A French girl asked me to read Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach. It owned her at that time . . . I read it and I t came across as a bad acid trip.


TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

FM: That's like asking me do I prefer male or female song writers/singers . . . I don't have a preference. 

TPQ: A preference for fact or fiction?

FM: As a rule of thumb, fact, but I really enjoyed Perfume: The Story of a Murderer by Patrick Suskind and Puzo's The Godfather,

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you.

FM: The first was a two part autobiography about the life of Elvis Presley by acclaimed music biographer Peter Guralnik, Last Train To Memphis: The Rise of Elvis Presley, and the follow up Careless Love: The Unmaking of Elvis Presley. If anyone wants to read what Elvis's life was like, read it. It is a miracle he lasted until he was 42. The other was Excellent Cadavers by Alexander Stille, it's about the lives of Giovanni Falcone and Paolo Borsellino, the two Sicilian prosecutors who took on the Mafia and paid with their lives weeks apart.

TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

FM: Gerry Adams . . . One book was enough to suffer through.

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you.

FM: It would be two songs, the first is by the Hillbilly Shakespeare called Ramblin Man the other is another country song called Long Haired Country Boy - by the Charlie Daniels Band.

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TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

FM:  It was a book about the life of Audrey Hepburn  - I bought it as a birthday present. She enjoyed it. 

TPQ: Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

FM: My yet unwritten book . . .  From The Arsehole Of Belfast To The Shit Hole Of Europe And Back -The Tales Of A Belfast Rockabilly.

TPQ: The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.
 
FM: Honest . . . Catch 22. I read the first chapter years ago.

๐Ÿ•ฎ Frankie McKillen is a Belfast Rockabilly

Booker's Dozen ๐Ÿ“š Frankie McKillen

Hugh Jordan ๐Ÿ”–answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed


TPQ: What are you currently reading?

HJ: For as long as I can remember, I’ve fallen into the trap of reading several books at the same time. At the moment, I’m reading three. One is William Brown’s, Ian Paisley as I Knew Him. Two, John Crawley’s, Yank – My Life as a Former US Marine in the IRA. And three, is a third edition of Karl Marx and Frederick Engels, Manifesto of the Communist Party. I am reminding myself that something I once believed was a historic certainty is no longer.

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

HJ:  The best book I ever read was Sunset Song by Scottish writer James Leslie Mitchell who wrote under the name of Lewis Grassic Gibbon. In reading it, I was gently lulled into learning more about the Mearns country of north east Scotland and the Doric tongue spoken there. Things of which I knew nothing.

The worst book I ever read, was the vaingloriously titled, Memoirs of a Revolutionary by Sean Mac Stiofain, first Chief-of-Staff of the Provisional IRA. A revolutionary was the last thing he was.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

HJ: Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson. Although better known as the author of Treasure Island and The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Kidnapped informed me that a significant minority in Scotland spoke a language other than English.

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

HJ: Robert Louis Stevenson.

TPQ: First book to really own you.

HJ: Labour in Irish History. At last I had found a writer who broadly reflected my outlook on life and he spoke for the class to which I belonged.


TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

HJ: My favourite male author is William McIlvanney, better known as a sports writer and biographer. His life observations and conversational style is an art form to behold.

TPQ: A preference for fact or fiction?

HJ: Without doubt, I will plump for fact. I just don’t have the time to read much fiction.

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you.

HJ: I was a teenager when I first read Brendan Behan’s Borstal Boy and now I own a first edition of it. Its final passage, where Brendan describes returning to Dublin Port by ferry after his stint in an English borstal, is truly a beautiful piece of writing. But it’s in Brendan Behan - A Life by Michael O’Sullivan that we discover the real Brendan.

TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

HJ: There’s no book or author I would refuse to read. I find it’s best to know your enemy

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you.

HJ: Children of the Dead End by Patrick Magill. The Donegal writer tells the story of the Irish who arrived in Scotland in the years following the famine. It describes in great and sometimes awful detail, the poverty, exclusion and discrimination they faced in their adopted country. Today, when I reflect on their magnificent triumph over diversity, I think of this book. This is one of the reasons I follow Celtic.


TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

HJ: The last book I gave as a present was one of my own, Milestones in Murder: Defining Moments in Ulster’s Terror War.

TPQ:
Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

HJ: In recent times, I’ve written a lot about the loyalist killer Michael Stone. He became infamous when his image was flashed around the world after he single-handedly attacked an IRA funeral in the late 1980s. It was a central act in a three week carnival of violence which left many dead. Having studied Stone’s life in detail, I’m now convinced he wasn’t the committed loyalist we were led to believe. Stone’s desperate need to be someone drove him to do what he did. The Troubles just gave him a pitch to play on. Two books - one, Stone’s own autobiography and another by author Martin Dillon - tell us something about this complex individual. But I believe a film, bringing all of the diverse strands of his upbringing and personality together, would give us a better understanding of the terrifying reality of what can happen when a human being feels excluded.

TPQ: The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.
 
HJ: The Penguin Book of Irish Verse has been close by my side since I was a teenager. It is a constant companion. If I am lucky enough to be aware the lights of my life are dimming, I think, it is to this book I’d turn, in the final hours and minutes.

๐Ÿ•ฎ Hugh Jordan is a journalist, author and Glasgow Celtic supporter. 

Booker's Dozen ๐Ÿ“š Hugh Jordan

Marcus Meltdown ๐Ÿ”–answers thirteen questions in Booker's Dozen. 

 Reading Aloud And Allowed


TPQ: What are you currently reading?

MM: Noooo! Don't ask me that! Why did you ask me that? Okay . . . don't you dare fucking laugh . . . but I am, currently, reading a book by Marian Keyes titled Again, Rachel.

Look, I had no fucking idea it is a sixth book in a series, nor am I the proud owner of it. I merely offered to finish it for my wife. She then forced me to start at the beginning, as she had forgotten herself what had happened so far. Bleeding woman. But the agreement was, I read it, finish it, give as detailed a description of the narrative, then, only then could I move it back into her zone of obsessively compulsively untidy wifey zones.

My wife got it from some big superstore and begun reading it on that same evening and I am not going to lie, it made me semi-hard and then proud. I told her as much. She acknowledged this with a mere nod and a purse of those lovely lips. Then with most books she buys, she doesn't read them. She obviously wasn't going to read this now, was she? Her stuff is everywhere. You'd think the anal-retentive pernickety OCD fucker would be the wife. Nope, I have recently taken on those most often attributable traits of the wife and am personifying them all in my mere existence.

Let's get the record straight she is tidy, just not in the way I want or wish her to be tidy. She had left a bookmark in it, Again, Rachel, 60 odd pages in and it had been left on my sofas arm. Nothing moved it or touched it. The kitten sat on it, for all of its troubles. Then it remained merely there . . . existing. . . on my side of the three seaters' armrest; for far too long, I must add. I know, hypocrite, I buy heaps of books. But they have a place. An order. And because my book obsession isn't sparse like hers, her sticks out more. As hers do not have a place. I found Fifty Shades somehow magically shrunk to fit in a snap purse, one time. When Matilda was a baby, she had a relatively small bag, with a few essentials in there, and what took pride of place was a thick ass book. A Jilly Cooper novel, about some posh school, that exceeded 1000 pages, which had taken residence between orderly balm pots, Suda cream tubs and nappies, like these tubs were pillars surrounding the glorious object known as a Jilly Cooper novel. I liked the smell of her books, specifically, weird detail to add, but I'll allow it to stay. It was impressive but kind of didn't make sense to my eye. Hey Marcus, why not move the book, you smart-asses are all saying. I dare not even think of moving it away or putting it near her things, as movement of anything of hers will go missing. My fault it is then, as I moved it. I can't deny it. I'm just an honest guy. But this book was pissing me off. I hate these kinds of books. They all look the same and read the same (somewhere in my ear someone is stating, what about your books and covers?)

Touche, now fuck off conscience/ego and hubris. I am trying to answer an interview question here.

So, to make a long monologue shorter, that is what I am reading on her behalf. On my behalf I have just started Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison by Michel Foucault. Man, I wish I could write like him. I might slide in some of his passages "by mistake" whilst telling my wife what the fuck Rachel has be up to, again!

TPQ: Best and worst books you have ever read?

MM:  The best book I ever read? The Hungry Caterpillar. Fucking fast paced, lyrical, satirical, a bonanza of colour and creative restraint. A masterpiece. Experiential too. Depends what addition you get. The one I got suffered through teething, pissing the bed, gnawing on anything that wouldn't make me chunder and somehow survived a bonfire. Caterpillars are resilient like cockroaches, especially when in book form. Joking aside, Iain (sometimes M.) Banks' The Wasp Factory really got to me. But the first book of his I read that kept me up, turning those pages, struggling with an erect penis and an existential crisis all at the same time was his incestuous cult masterpiece, Whit. I can't ever get that scene of the lead character, Isis Whit backing away from Grandfather who is crawling along and over his sex bed of doom to get to her, out of my head. It was so dirty, so edgy. I love that book. The Worst, hmm, too many. The worst book I have Ever read was . . . The Casual Vacancy by JK Rowling. That book was embarrassing. You want us to believe before HP that you were hard up and from a labourer working class environment? Yeah? Don't even bother or try it.

Oh, she did. It played and rang true for a bit, until one journo went, has anyone actually looked into JK Rowling's own mythology? To tear her a new asshole. No? Let's go.

The bitch was privileged even before she became a bazillionaire. All that, "I wrote on toilet paper" bullshit bugged me. Once she said it, she had to keep on going, "From a dustbin..." I half expected her to then say, "I used a perpetually aroused homeless man's cock as my quill and his semen as my ink". She never did. Thank fuck for that.

Well, she must have gone, "I will do that for the first draft of The Casual Vacancy, and not with felt-top but my actual shite" - and why? All so she can state, in its essence as a book to her being on side, the right side, way back in 2012. She was one of the people. Yeah, and I'm related to royalty.

Now Rowling's reputation is soddened in modern linguistics and semantics and hyperactive dickhead social justice warriors' opinion pieces. It is pathetic, the book is crying for a form of recognition . . . of look, I am writing about working class pangs and angst and a community coming undone also there is a few council houses in there somewhere.

Fuck off you big titty'd fit as fuck tool.

TPQ: Book most cherished as a child?

MM: Not a book, per se, but my first copy of the Beano. Can't remember the issue number. It was the start of loving cartoons, an introduction to some modicum of humour. Hold on, I did like The Twits by Roald Dahl. The zaniness. The inherent British nature of it all. Full to the brim with nasty ass characters. Grotesque characters, that resembled my neighbours - who in reality don't become good friends (RIP Neighbours, you won't be missed).

Also, I loved The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier. That is for certain the one that has stuck with me; it is a book about a Catholic school with a secret society bullying a sole student; it contemporaries a certain feeling that all boys have, when growing up, feeling disillusioned and out of control over their emotions and place, and it is in many ways about emancipation, in a lot of ways from something specific, within this era and fictional world, this fraught and disenfranchised time leading onward to Thatcherite rule. The book is processed via a collective new norm, almost through a collective outcry of anarchy. Violence of every kind. It is about cultural norms broken down and beaten away. I will go with Robert's book over the others.

TPQ: Favourite Childhood author?

MM: Roald Dahl. Enid Blyton. Raymond Briggs books, Fungus the Bogeyman was my thing. Dahl though is extraordinary and special. He was a dirty old man with a dirty forever marinating imaginative mind that transcended the norm, especially in those times. He was giving voice to a lot of things that adult fiction writers were being banned and vilified for. Clever man.

TPQ: First book to really own you.

MM: You mean knocked me on my arse? Or bent me over, didn't have the decency to spit on its papery fingers before shoving its creased spines leathery volume into my bum-bum? Well, that was Moby Dick. I hate sailing. I hate the sea. The nautical shite is boring. But bored and alone housesitting an old relatives gaff I saw this weirdly polished, obviously much cherished volume of Moby Dick. I opened it and it was dedicated to my relative but dated 1913. And no word of a lie it looked new. Sitting on a shelf. The paper was discoloured though, proof of its age and stank of a musky antique shop.

The binding looked newly done to be honest, but I couldn't for sure say it had been done recently. And the leather-like coverlet was so pristine. So, more impressed by its age and well looked after form I took it over to the conservatory, a light drizzle eventually turning into a deluge, a perfect weather pattern to usher you into the work. I was transported and very impressed by the skill. Call me Ishmael I fucking well loved it. The weather heightening it. The sky growing dark and boisterous with thick and bruised clouds. Making me switch on a side lamp. Pulling up an adjacent blanket. Feeling chilled to the bone. It owned me and my preconception and bias. Moby Dick dicked me good and madly proper in my anus-y ass. I got Whaled. Also, I had A Whale Of A Time. (I know Dad jokes aren't the new in nowadays)

Library Inside An Abandoned 19th Century Mansion

TPQ: Favourite male and female author?

MM: I love David Baldacci and Martina Cole.

Martina is the OG and GOAT when it comes to gangster and British based thrillers and dramas and crime novels. There are some other good lasses, but she is the reason this genre is so popular and its own form of genre in of itself. Female written crime novels focused in and around the criminal element in the UK.

Thick, chunky books they are, full of great compelling characters, big Loud action, snappy dialogue. It is predictable. Of course. She likes her swearing, her gore and violence, and goes one way then pelts you in the gonads, another way. Love her. She seems to have disappeared as of recent, and I reported to be of really bad health, which is gutting. I want to read a new Martina Cole Epic. Instead, they keep republishing her books on hardcover as anniversary additions. And suckers like me keep buying them, even though I own the PB version.

David Baldacci isn't a one trick pony who somehow manages to write the same book over and over with just a different title and cover attached and settings altered and a few scenes to separate the same monotony we get with long running book series in the crime and thriller genre.

I just can't stop reading them. One after another. A writer who can get you going like that, that you return to on so many occasions must be one of your favourites.

But so many honourable mentions must be listed: nah, can't be bothered. Soz.

TPQ:
A preference for fact or fiction?

MM: Both. Actually, I love essays and film reviews. I can't deny, I Love A Good Escapist Novel.   

Both are very integral to becoming a writer. Also, what one can garner from fiction they cannot from non-fiction and vice versa. Non-fiction is weirdly easier to read. Facts. Evidence. Opinion pieces. Like the snapping of fingers that is jolting and very percussive. Then again, some non-fiction isn't easily digestible. Fuck me this is haaaard. As a non-fiction writer I am expected to go with non-fiction. I prefer fiction. So, it has to be . . . nope, I'm not doing it. Both are as important to me. Yes Both! (Apparently, I've been whisper typing, speaking my words as I typed them out and I screamed the last two words aloud. I didn't know my daughter was even there . . . she told me to shush!)

"Matilda I am doing an interview here, go into another room if I'm so distracting. I'm talking to a nice guy called Christopher."

"But you're not, Dad. It's a standard copy and paste interview sheet, that I bet they ask everyone to fill out. It isn't a specially dedicated one for you. Also, who is called Christopher anymore?"

"Okay I get your point"

"You are typing that all out, aren't you?"

My reply, "No. . . yes. . . oh, Matilda leave me alone for a minute"

TPQ: Biography, autobiography or memoir that most impressed you.

MM: Charlie Chaplin's memoir is a must read. What is better than hear from the horse's mouth himself or some opinionated asshat who has to divulge their fetishes as well?

Then, there are so many amazing biographies by the likes of Barry Miles and Peter Ackroyd. I really enjoy Ackroyd. His Dickens bio, the unabridged version is a mammoth task but a rewarding one at that.

TPQ: Any author or book you point blank refuse to read?

MM: If you are a cunt to me and write, I am not going to buy your book. If you run a Press and are a cunt, I will not support any of your authors. But, a writer I do not like is Wilbur Smith or Jeffery Archer. Archer's prison diaries would have suited the comedy or satire section if it wasn't actually him being "humble" and regretful.

TPQ: A book to share with somebody so that they would more fully understand you.

MM: Anything by a great thinker, bullshit spewing, laff a minute kind of guy or girl with no delusions of great superiority. Read Tom Sharpe. He was a solid comic writer. Some of Robert Rankins books. To really get me is to Read And Buy My Books hahaha, ching-ching, book promotion, two in one.

TPQ: Last book you gave as a present?

MM: Only recently I gave a copy of If Only I Could Fucking Choke You Out - to a man I see often on the bus . . . wait, that was Stop Being A Shit-Cunt . . . he received it gratefully. Oh, I got my wife a weird how to do it book by that laughing buck toothed lady who is shacked up with that sweating ginger fellow on TV . . . Stacey Solomon, that's here, her new book. She liked it. A real genuine like, read this you'll love it, was Women in Hollywood or Hollywood Women . . . Women VS Hollywood by Helen O'Hara, that's its name. The Fall & Rise of Women in Hollywood is its subtitle. I was recommended to read this by my publisher. I gave my copy to my daughter. She dug it and I dug it. Top book. 

TPQ:
Book you would most like to see turned into a movie?

MM: It isn't a novel it is a graphic novel and I really want Matt Reeves who directed The Batman earlier this year to adapt Scott Snyder's Court of Owls comics run onto the big screen. I thought genuinely we were going to get it in the first Bats film. I feel there are hints of it in there, but not enough to get slap happy clap happy like a boulder bludgeoned brained seal over it. Or a real good film adaptation of an Issaac Asimov property. Nothing has perfectly captured his work.

TPQ: The just must - select one book you simply have to read before you close the final page on life.
 
MM: Where's Wally? I know he is in their somewhere. Wouldn't that be a waste of time?

No, maybe Love & Peace. A long, epic, sprawling novel, that, before my death I can moan and groan about having wasted my time on. Stating, I can't go until I've read a book that makes me go, Yup, this was great, time to go. And I would respond in the same negative fashion over and over, repeatedly conning the great elements, doing this over and over with all of the purported classics, until they cotton on, I was just trying to hang on long enough to con death. Yeah, I like that idea.

BTW thanks for having me.

๐Ÿ“š Marcus Meltdown lives in Bolton and is the author of Stop Being a Shit Cunt and If Only I Could Fucking Choke You Out.

Booker's Dozen ๐Ÿ“š Marcus Meltdown