“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

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Adrian White: A hard Rain's gonna fall

Katie Maguire ... looks 'n' brains 'n' media job ... blah-blah ... 'Nice Guy Mike' ... blah-blah - but hold! What's this? A Vegas heist gone wrongish in her murky past? Can Galway-based erstwhile Eason's buyer Adrian White's latest, Where the Rain Gets In, be the fabled hardboiled chick-lit genre-bender we've all been waiting for? "Yes!" say the punters at Bibliofemme ... which is nice. "Mmmkay," say the Mr Garrisonalicious folks at Emigrant Ireland ... which less nice than it should be. Boo.

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