Trent: Hi, I’m Trent Michaels and I’m here today to talk to eminent book reviewer, and proto-sex symbol, [P] about life and love and books and shit. Tell me [P], what made you decide to take up blogging?

[P]: Ego, Trent. I like the attention

Trent: But what motivated you to start writing book reviews?

[P]: I wanted to order my thoughts; writing about what I read is a way to do that. It also spares my friends from having to listen to impromptu book lectures.

Trent: Perhaps they miss those lectures.

[P]: I doubt it. I’m a total bore.

Trent: So why the name books, yo?

[P]: I dunno. Because I’m cool?

Trent: Are you?

[P]: Probably not.

Trent: Who are your favourite writers?

[P]: Is this to establish whether I’m cool?

Trent: I’m just interested. What kinds of writers do you like?

[P]: Dead ones, mainly.

Trent: Specifically?

[P]: I’m a big fan of William Faulkner. He wrote like Mariah Carey sings: like a crazy bastard with no sense of restraint. I really like Kafka too; and Dostoevsky and Knut Hamsun.

Trent: So you favour dark and angsty?

[P]: I like all kinds of things. I like Austen and Garcia Marquez; Walser and Kawabata; Proust and Thomas Mann. I think Dickens was a genius.

Trent: So you don’t review only one kind of literature?

[P]: No, I want to read great books. That’s the only thing I’m committed to.

Trent: You don’t, then, write about bad books?

[P]: Sometimes I do, although I probably haven’t read them. I try not to read bad books. I don’t see the point; it’s too much like punching yourself in the bollocks.

Trent: Indeed. So, if someone wanted to contact you, how would they go about doing that?

[P]: Are you trying to chat me up?

Trent: No, don’t be silly

[P]: Are you asking for my number?

Trent: No, no. It’s just that your work is so extraordinary that someone might want to offer you obscene amounts of money to write for them. In such cases, how would they reach you?

[P]: Oh, right. Well, I’ve been working on a Batman style signal, but until that’s ready they can email me at booksyo@hotmail.com and I will get back to them.

Trent: Excellent. We’re unfortunately running out of time; as a final thought, do you have any advice for aspiring book reviewers or readers?

[P]: Moisturise daily

Trent: Moisturise?

[P]: Yeah, and always call your mum.

Books, yo authored by: Paul

Contact: booksyo@hotmail.com

Twitter: @booksyo


  1. Just wanted to let you know I’ve burned an entire hour (which I should be using to sleep) perusing your reviews. Really good stuff–and delightfully witty. Thanks.

  2. I just jaw-dropped over the fact that I’ve said, while teaching, some of the same answers you gave here. On the first day of school this very semester, a student asked me if I’m one of those cool professors. I said, “Probably not.” I also once ended an entire semester telling my students that if they take away anything from the class, it should be to always lotion their faces to avoid wrinkles (this was my awkward attempt at humor; not once had we discussed lotion or faces).

  3. Thanks for turning me on to some authors of whom I was unaware. I appreciate the time you spend on this, really. I’m a reader. And while I share your frustrations about how some people view other cultures, I think we’re evolving on that, in the right direction. Love always wins.

    1. Cheers Paul. I’m glad you’ve found some things here you weren’t previously aware of. I have a bit of a love-hate relationship with writing this stuff so it’s nice to know it is useful in some way.

  4. I would like to know what you look like. I love your attitude, wit, and way with words. The suspense of who is behind these words is killing me.

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