“Declan Burke is his own genre. The Lammisters dazzles, beguiles and transcends. Virtuoso from start to finish.” – Eoin McNamee “This bourbon-smooth riot of jazz-age excess, high satire and Wodehouse flamboyance is a pitch-perfect bullseye of comic brilliance.” – Irish Independent Books of the Year 2019 “This rapid-fire novel deserves a place on any bookshelf that grants asylum to PG Wodehouse, Flann O’Brien or Kyril Bonfiglioli.” – Eoin Colfer, Guardian Best Books of the Year 2019 “The funniest book of the year.” – Sunday Independent “Declan Burke is one funny bastard. The Lammisters ... conducts a forensic analysis on the anatomy of a story.” – Liz Nugent “Burke’s exuberant prose takes centre stage … He plays with language like a jazz soloist stretching the boundaries of musical theory.” – Totally Dublin “A mega-meta smorgasbord of inventive language ... linguistic verve not just on every page but every line.Irish Times “Above all, The Lammisters gives the impression of a writer enjoying himself. And so, dear reader, should you.” – Sunday Times “A triumph of absurdity, which burlesques the literary canon from Shakespeare, Pope and Austen to Flann O’Brien … The Lammisters is very clever indeed.” – The Guardian

Friday, April 27, 2007

Public Service Announcement: Don't Mind The Gaps

After a torrid time spent fending off the world's press in the wake of The Big O's publication, we're off for a well-earned holyer. Can't tell you where we're going, naturally - blummin' paparazzi, etc. - but the clue is in our Random Non-Crime Book of the Week Pick (TM), aka Phillip O'Ceallaigh's rather spiffing Notes from a Turkish Whorehouse. Jump over here for some Guardian-ish reviews of same, and try not to notice the occasional gaps in our posting regime while we're gone, although normal-ish service will be maintained - it'd be criminal of us not to post at least once from a Turkish whorehouse, no?

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