Two new novellas from one of my favourite writers. Trust me, he should be one of your favourite writers too.
The first great south London novel of 2013. Signed copies available now.
Huge congratulations to Kerry Hudson for her shortlisting for the Guardian first book award. Entirely deserved. And we have (a few) signed copies left too.
One of my favourite novels, The End of Vandalism by Tom Drury. "Quite heartbreaking,laugh-out-loud funny, and always, absolutely convincing" - Jayne Anne Phillips.
I would also highly recommend Drury's last book The Driftless Area.
Now in paperback, the latest novel from one of my favourite writers and perhaps his most ambitious yet. An allegory, a fairytale, a bit Lewis Carroll a bit Calvino and entirely magical.
One of the most talked-about and blogged-about books of the summer. And deservedly so.The hardback has now gone out of print. We have two left.
Buy a signed copy of Driving Jarvis Ham the brilliant new novel by Jim Bob. 
This is being boosted in some quarters as the ‘new’ Beach. It’s not. It’s much better than that. Imagine, if you will, a cross between The Long Good Friday and Point Break. A physical novel closer to Tim Winton or Kem Nunn worth the price of admission for the diving scenes alone and a must for anyone who has ever dipped a toe in the water. Signed copies.
Now in paperback, the brilliant new collection of stories by Dan Chaon.
The latest McSweeney's with a poem from Bolano and a piece of Elmore Leonard.
A new collection of short stories from Tessa Hadley. The often unexpected, calmly told. Lovely cover too. Now watch them bork the paperback.
Lovely weed-fueled ramble across Britain in the dark. Fireworks, football, a bit of shagging, It could have been the worst thing I've ever read (not that not fond of all of the above). But it's not, it's good. Buy it for your boyfriend
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Buy a signed copy of Mark's very funny book.
One way or another the end of the world is coming. Beautifully, individually signed by Steven Appleby and Art Lester.
“In his own danceless life he couldn’t imagine anyone laughing on a November dawn but here it was. He tried to dismiss the image of three nude girls in the same bed but it was like trying not to think of a white horse.” Pete Dexter quoting Jim Harrison in his glorious review for the NYT.
Geoff Dyer's book of the year (The Guardian 26th Nov) It has a ramshackle loquacity, a down-home hyper-eloquence and an off-the-wallishness that is almost lapidary... And now James Wood reviews it in the New Yorker.
This is very funny. Kraftwerk meets Magnus Mills. Sort of. Read The Independent's review here
Books from America here
'Happy is a strong word.' The new, brilliantly written, novel from Dan Chaon.
Back then it was always sandals, bottom half of a flower-print bikini, faded Country Joe and the Fish Tshirt.
Wonderfully playful picture book featuring Tiny, Moonpie and Andre. Signed copies available.
Well aware that no animal has ever been sued for libel, Cheeta, star of Tarzan and Doctor Doolittle, tells it as it really was. Naughty boy.
Learn more about The Mousehunter - read the first chapter, buy a signed copy with exclusive free badge here.
Now with added Booker and Costa. This is what I said in February. here
If you haven't already visited the website for this book, go there now.
I woke up in a foreign armpit. Buy a signed copy here
The London boozer fully explained. Now smoke free. The funniest fucking book you will read all year. So funny in fact, that Steven Hunt is not allowed to carry a copy on public transport. Buy here
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It was Jacobson wasn't it.
I had a moneyed lady of a certain age stride in, face the counter behind the queue and shout "sport". We speculated whether she went into restaurants and shouted "pasta".
Best request was "I want poems about landscapes. They must contain waterfalls but NOT rainbows and they must be by an American. And blank verse only." She seemed happy with Ezra Pound. Do you think that Am*zon gets emails like that?
Posted by: MikeP | December 29, 2011 at 02:00 AM