Language Like Poppies In Fiction, Thriller L Language is like poppies. It just takes something to churn the earth round them up, and when it does up come the sleeping words, bright red, fresh, blowing about. John Lanchester – The Debt to Pleasure Purchase Now John Lanchester The Debt to Pleasure FacebookXPinterestEmailLinkedInWhatsApp
Time’s Perspective In Fiction, Thriller T Time, I think, is like walking backwards away from something: the further away you get, the smaller it seems. John Lanchester – The Debt to Pleasure Purchase Now
Unreliable Memory In Fiction, Thriller U Memory, I realize, can be an unreliable thing; often it is heavily coloured by the circumstances in which one remembers… John Lanchester – The Debt to Pleasure Purchase Now
Cooking as Art In Fiction, Thriller C Cooking is an art form, a creative thing. Chefs are artists, they say. But being an artist, I’ve discovered, doesn’t mean you’re any good. John Lanchester – The Debt to Pleasure Purchase Now
Life Becomes Literature In Fiction, Thriller L I had as yet no notion that life every now and then becomes literature not for long, of course, but long enough to be what we best remember. John Lanchester – The Debt to Pleasure Purchase Now
Food and Love Link In Fiction, Thriller F People who do not love food are always the same people who ‘can take or leave’ love itself. John Lanchester – The Debt to Pleasure Purchase Now
