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Author Archives: Charles Lambert
David Mitchell, Black Swan Green
The first book I remember being given by anyone outside my immediate family was an end-of-year prize awarded by the local Sunday school – Enid Blyton’s The Land of Far Beyond. I was six years old and the prize was for attendance rather than … Continue reading
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Niall Griffiths, Ten Pound Pom
One of my father’s brothers lived in Perth. He came back to the UK when I was a child, with his Australian-born wife, to visit. He was a brash, arrogant man who thought that the Lambert family – or his … Continue reading
Steve Hely, How I Became a Famous Novelist
What made me buy this? A good review in a broadsheet a month or so ago? The author’s credentials as writer for David Letterman and The (American) Office ? Or the sneaking, inadequately suppressed and probably best not shared suspicion that it … Continue reading
Helen Garner, The Spare Room
It’s a truism that we no longer know what to do with death, that we skirt it as a source of discomfort and unease, as something extraneous to the business in which we’re so completely, so passionately engaged, that of … Continue reading
Kay Sexton, Minding My Peas and Cucumbers
I was never much of a gardener as a child, despite the evidence of the muddied wellingtons and the working-man’s size mug of tea in this photograph. I grew up in large, half-renovated houses with rambling gardens, and my mother … Continue reading
Various Authors, a Fiction Desk anthology
I first came across The Fiction Desk when I found a thoughtful and generous review there of my first novel , Little Monsters. Soon after, I discovered that the man behind the desk, Rob Redman, was operating from Rome, where I’ve been … Continue reading
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Amy Bloom, Where the God of Love Hangs Out
Falling in love isn’t really that hard to write about. People having been doing it for centuries, winding the story up as it heads towards the altar, or some exciting irremediably other place that marks the new start for the … Continue reading
Ghosts of a Low Moon: An interview with Andrew Oldham
I’ve recently read Andrew Oldham’s debut poetry collection, Ghosts of a Low Moon, published by Lapwing. It’s an impressive collection, moving with ease from what might appear at first glance to be unmediated social realism to moments of great lyricism, … Continue reading
John Wilkinson, The Enigma of the Hour
This isn’t a review, but a fond acknowledgement to an old friend, and poet. I’m touched and honoured that John Wilkinson should have dedicated this extraordinary ode to me. You can read it here. I’d say more, but there’s no need; … Continue reading
The Scent of Cinnamon
I normally write about other people’s books here, but I couldn’t resist posting this review of The Scent of Cinnamon by the highly esteemed Scott Pack, publisher, tireless promoter of books and the people who write them, and producer of … Continue reading
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