THE LAMMISTERS: a bourbon-smooth riot, apparently

It’s been a busy end to 2019 for yours truly, folks, and we wind down tired but happy, with THE LAMMISTERS published – something I thought would never happen – and in receipt of some very encouraging reviews. To wit:

“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
“A triumph of absurdity, which burlesques the literary canon … very clever indeed.” – Laura Wilson, The Guardian
“A mega-meta smorgasbord of inventive language … linguistic verve not just on every page but on every line.” – Irish Times

  I’m well pleased with the reviews, as you might imagine, and very grateful to the reviewers who have been so kind; but only partly for myself. I’m actually more pleased for David Torrans and Emma Warnock at No Alibis Press, who didn’t just publish THE LAMMISTERS, but did so with verve, style and boundless enthusiasm.
  And while reviews are one thing, and crucial for getting the word out there, etc., the goodwill that has come our way has been absolutely fantastic. It’s an intangible that can’t be measured, but truly, it does the heart good. And so I’d like to say a deep and heartfelt thank you to everyone on here – and yes, that means YOU! – who has supported us in word and deed, and celebrated with us, and shared the joy.
  A very happy and peaceful Christmas to you all. God bless us, every one.