This week’s motley links round-up:
Articles
This Week’s Reading, 25.3.12
Sunday, March 25th, 2012This Week’s Reading, 17.3.12
Saturday, March 17th, 2012This Week’s Reading, 10.3.12
Saturday, March 10th, 2012This Week’s Reading, 3.3.12
Saturday, March 3rd, 2012A new weekly round-up of curiosities and grotesqueries that fried our synapses. Starring, this week:
Paul Kavanagh on Iceberg
Thursday, February 16th, 2012With the release of Iceberg, Paul Kavanagh’s second book, we thought we’d ask the great man a few more questions.
Iceberg is very different to The Killing of a Bank Manager…
Paul Kavanagh: I wanted Iceberg to be a fast and fun read. I wanted to use a conventional style, I didn’t want to tax the reader, I wanted the read itself to be pleasurable. My intention with The Killing of a Bank Manager was to make the read as onerous as the character’s journey. I wanted each footstep the character took on his journey to murder to be extremely difficult for the reader, the psychology of the character to be matched by the paragraphs, sentences, and those long, obscure words. I wanted the reader’s journey to mirror Henry’s journey. Iceberg is the antithesis to The Killing of a Bank Manager in style; nevertheless, I have my fun. (more…)
The Art of Iceberg
Thursday, February 9th, 2012If you’ve already bought a copy, you’ll know Honest’s latest book, Paul Kavanagh’s joyful Iceberg, isn’t only full of searing, brilliant writing, but that it also includes illustrations – an Honest first. These linocut gems (and the wonderful cover) are all by London-based artist Alex Chilvers. (more…)
Thank You
Saturday, December 31st, 2011We wanted to write a brief thank you note to everyone who has supported, assisted, messaged, loved, hated, linked to, and invested their time and/or attention to Honest and our books in 2011. Here goes. (more…)
A Christmas Tale or How I Learned to Love Bono
Saturday, December 24th, 2011It was late and I was on the bus going home. The bus stopped and a family of shoeless, homeless, emaciated, wretched fools climbed on to the bus, but they didn’t have the fare and so the bus driver sent them back out into the snow – it was snowing. A lady next to me tapped me on the shoulder and softly, coquettishly said, “Well tonight, thank God it’s them instead of you!” (more…)
Undertaking Clarissa
Friday, December 23rd, 2011In light of the current political situation, the dog and me want to give y’all a peek at a project under deconstruction: (more…)