Hello, hi.

I have a new novel. It took me ages. You can order the UK edition through Hive and support your local bookshop or there's Amazon. The US edition, with the cover in tones of flesh & mustard, is published by Tin House and available here.

Some reviews: Observer, LRB, FT, Irish Times, Guardian, New Statesman, Sunday Times, theartsdesk, The Spectator, bookmunch... Find the bad ones on your own.

I'm also reading out loud in various places. Perhaps you live in one of them?

I also have a new short story – All The Poems Contained Within Will Mean Everything To Everyone – published by Rough Trade Books.

It's the story of one man’s dream to edit a groundbreaking contemporary poetry anthology, of how that dream was actually a lot of work, what with reading many bad poems and also competent ones and handwriting rejection letters and using his wife’s family money to pay postage and production costs, all while trying to bounce his newborn son to sleep. It is the story of the epiphanies that come with extreme tiredness: that maybe, just maybe, the greatest poetry book of all is one that contains no poems.

You can buy it here.