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Born in Poole, Dorset, in 1965, Sedley Proctor grew up in London and was educated in Winchester and Nottingham. In the 1990s, he worked in fringe theatre and was involved in productions of Macbeth and Bertolt Brecht’s In the Jungle of Cities. His own play, Salt Lake Psycho about the notorious murderer, Gary Gilmore was put on at the now defunct Man in the Moon theatre in London, Chelsea. From the mid-nineties until 2013 he lived and worked as a teacher and translator in Southern Italy. In Italy he continued to experiment with his writing, devising an invented dialect, writing a blog satirizing the international politics of the early 2000s, collaborating on a screenplay with French writer, Claude Albanese, and performing his poetry in front of bemused locals and amused ex-pats. Apart from his own books, he writes under the aliases F. M. Frites and M. T. Sands.
In the field behind the church two peasants were digging a ditch. One of the peasants wanted to have a joke. “Here, boy with no shoes,” he cried. The peasant held up the skull. It had no eyes or teeth. The boy with no shoes turned tail and ran all the way home. For two …
I feel bad about letting you down and leaving you in the lurch like this. P.S. Let me know if you want anything on the inside. In Name of the Heel Arturo’s father had two watches, the one he usually wore on his wrist, and the other he kept in a bowl with loose change …
“Well,” said the young boy. “There is a difference, at least in my mind. Chance is something random. Coincidence, on the other hand, is when we see more than meets the eye.” “What does your aunt think?” “Auntie thinks I’m splitting hairs. What do you think, papa?” “I agree with your aunt.” “Because she’s much …
The prince decrees that all citizens of (Q) must be kept in a permanent state of arousal. Punishment can only ever be given in role-play and utilising a variety of royally patented sex toys; power brokers and rebels alike will be mocked or pilloried only for their failure to arouse and be aroused. After his …
The novel in 28 chapters was set in a fictional – one assumes – South American country. A series of murders take place among the high-ranking officials of the government. The protagonist, a detective named Q ordered to investigate the murders can find no solution to the crimes… Quibbling it may be, but it’s hard …
You may well ask why I look to the horizon when my little ship is adrift in the gutter. When Achille Lombardo told me he had started doing English lessons, I laughed my head off. If I was the worst in the class at school, Achille Lombardo was not far behind. “Achille,” I said. “Remember …
Of course, they did not know they were going to become lovers. It seemed to come off quite naturally, without inhibition, one day when they were on their way to the beach… They drove along the coast road, past villas and restaurants on the outskirts of the town. At length they came to a barrier. …
“What has happened?” – “There was a gas explosion next door in the salumeria. Now, Doctor Noviello is selling his flat.” – “Rompiscatole, what am I going to do with this box?” One day, about a year prior to this conversation in front of some scaffolding in via Carulli, two boys were on their way …
There is a fine line between the high wire and a disappearing act. Mr Kite When she arrived at the airport, her husband was standing on the curb with his suitcase and mobile phone. She waved and called him. He looked up and saw her. Smiling through his conversation – he started walking towards the …
Oh! Halcyon Days – Now wars are ending!You shall find where’er you sailTritons all the while attendingWith a kind and gentle gale On the urging of Mr. Handouchi, a merchant banker, Avocado Cassa had flown, at his own expense, to a reception given by the Prince of Q. When he arrived at the reception, all …