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Donna was using an umbrella to knock holes in doors. Every time she smashed one open, she put her face to the gap and shouted: 'Here's Donna!'
OK, an Exquisite Traveller Courtesy Umbrella wasn't exactly Jack Nicholson with an axe, but she was having the best fun she had had in ages. Actually: the first fun.
(From The Doctor Trap, by Simon Messingham)
PANTS ARE COMING DOWN ALL OVER THE WORLD!Yes, it's back! After 30 years, the cult classic show TEEN People written by Mark Gatiss and Simon
PANTS ARE COMING DOWN ALL OVER THE WORLD!
Yes, it's back! After 30 years, the cult classic show TEEN People written by Mark Gatiss and Simon Messingham has returned. To AUDIO!
Set in the 70s, written in the 80s and performed in the 90s, this crazy run down the cheapest corridors of television sci-fi celebrates enters its fourth decade with this unique Space Regeneration version!
Round Two, Group Two
Gary Russell vs Simon Messingham
Gary Russell
Simon Messingham
I'm extrapolating so much from that one sentence.
And I'm only on the book's 2nd page😅
(The Doctor Trap, by Simon Messingham)
Round One, Group Four
Simon Messingham vs Andrew Hunt
Simon Messingham
Andrew Hunt
Ace began to pace the room. She felt tired, completely knackered. Her neck needed medical attention, the blood wouldn’t stop flowing. It seemed a very long time ago that she had had a rest, or food, or anything pleasant happen to her.
Simon Messingham, Strange England
What was also strange was that she could still see the woman now, tiny and distant, a mile away in the meadow. She could distinctly see her smile. The woman was like a dark smudge against the sun-drenched grass on the hill. The smile contained no warmth. It seemed to penetrate everything: clothes, skin, blood, bones. It was a smile that could stop a heart. Mrs Irving groaned at a sudden constriction in her chest.
Simon Messingham, Strange England
Zeta Major might end up having the widest gulf between the amount of stuff I have to say about the themes and aesthetic of the novel and my actual opinion of it as a piece of narrative fiction.
But then these reviews are only half about the latter anyway. Still, it's funny, because I definitely deeply dislike this book and don't think it's all that successful as a novel. Yet, I can't lie, there's a lot of ideas here that seem lovely in the abstract and gesture at some interesting things.
