0.0
Open LibraryFirst lines
His powers were certainly on the rise. Every time I looked at Julian, he seemed to have outgrown his last pair of jeans and to be freshly installed in new ones. I became swept up in his make-believe of espionage, but at the start my interest was less the hidden microfilm than the secret between his legs. I wanted to explore his private parts, so that I could at last understand what normal on…
About this book
‘I’m not sure that I can claim to have taken my place in the human alphabet, even as its honorary twenty-seventh letter. I’m more like a specialised piece of punctuation, a cedilla, umlaut or pilcrow, hard to track down on the keyboard of a computer or typewriter. Pilcrow is the prettiest of the bunch, assessed purely as a word. And at least it stands on its own. It doesn’t perch or dangle. Pilcrow it is.’ That’s the reader’s introduction to John Cromer, one of the most unusual heroes in all literature. If the minority is always right, John must be practically infallible. He experiences his 1950s childhood as a sort of ramshackle isolation tank, screening out sensation and adventure. Of course, as he points out, time passed slowly for everyone in the fifties, it wasn’t just him, but it’s hard to deny him the status of a special case. From that point on, John’s epic task becomes clear. He must climb out of the tank and make his way somehow on land. *Pilcrow* is an exploration of a rich but marginal life, an engrossing story with a vibrant supporting cast of ghouls, matrons and sexual adventurers.
Themes & subjects
Series:John-CromerdisabilityStill's Diseasecoming-of-agehomosexualityFiction, psychological
Characters & people
Setting
TaplowBathReading1950—1965
About the author
Adam Mars-Jones
26 October 1954
Adam Mars-Jones's first book of stories, ***Lantern Lecture***, was published in 1981 and won a Somerset Maugham Award. In 1983 and again in 1993 he was named one of Granta's Best of Young British Novelists, despite not having produced a novel at the time. His Zen status as an acclaimed novelist without a novel was dented by the appearance of ***The Waters of Thirst***, and only suffered further with the appearance of ***Pilcrow***, described by Margaret Drabble as 'one of the most remarkable novels I have read in recent years'. He regularly reviews for the Observer and the LRB.
Reviews
No reviews yet — be the first to write one from the Log screen.
Quotes
No quotes yet.
