I am thinking of writing a book one day. It would begin with this blog verbatim as the introduction, just to get the reader to sympathise with my thinking, to become acquainted with my mind. It doesn’t really make any difference to publish a book as it’s already published in this online coffee shop as I’ve called it, the internet. But it’s a more tactile experience reading the pages from a book. Turning the page. We are physical beings and a book is that, concepts presented through a physical form.
It may be interesting for some to descend into my pit. My topics can be quite despairing but not without hope. Perhaps the book will become the object of ridicule, I hope to be present at it’s first burning. Now that would be impressive, a burning. I mustn’t get too carried away with these ideas, but it would be really great to be burnt along with the book. This blog as an introduction followed by a real story with chapters, characters, subplot, all from the imagination, and finally a burning. When I think of books I can’t go past my favourite, ‘the trial’ by Franz Kafka. Other good authors for me were John Berger, Sartre, Steiner, Hesse, so many…
With the festive season almost upon him, Detective Sergeant Bruce Robertson is winding down at work and gearing up socially – kicking off Christmas with a week of sex and drugs in Amsterdam. There are irritating flies in the ointment, though, including a missing wife, a nagging cocaine habit, a dramatic deterioration in his genital health, a string of increasingly demanding extra-marital affairs. The last thing he needs is a messy murder to solve. Still it will mean plenty of overtime, a chance to stitch up some colleagues and finally clinch the promotion he craves. But as Bruce spirals through the lower reaches of degradation and evil, he encounters opposition – in the form of truth and ethical conscience – from the most unexpected quarter of all: his anus. In Bruce Robertson, Welsh has created one of the most corrupt, misanthropic characters in contemporary fiction , and has written a dark, disturbing and very funny novel about sleaze, power, and the abuse of everything. At last, a novel that lives up to its name……..FILTH must read this again in honour of you and your recovery…………CHEERS TOAL
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