Tag Archives: Literature and Fiction

I wonder what sort of karmic debt I'm paying off by having to use the equipment of these modern times.

Perhaps NaNoWriMo is a little too much like the old Chinese curse of "May you live in interesting times" for some.

"Jai Sri Rama!" ("Praised be Rama!") indeed, but also praise to Ashok Banker.

Tricky things them stories, tricky like that Coyote, but a lot smarter and don't get into as much trouble.

A promising exploration of psychosis loses its effectiveness by splitting the perspective of the narrator.

A good mystery story ... the places where it slips the boundaries of its genre that make it a great work of fiction.

"I always have this sense of, 'Uh oh, they’re talking about it like it’s a real book.'"

Do yourself a favour: pick up this book, sit back all comfortable like, and listen to a good story.

It's a right gallus tale, and in places will fair deck ye. This is Brookmyre's most complete work of fiction to date.

I'm not about to let a little thing like a rejection letter stop me now. I've only just started.