Thursday, 19 January 2012

Artistic licence?

The hero in the novel I am reading
receives a beating.
Lies there, blood-stained, mucus, vomit, piss,
and I wonder how he ever regains his self-esteem
sufficiently to fully function later.


  1. Well, you just do, don't you? Otherwise you cease to function.

    What's the book?

  2. It's Michael Robotham's 'Bleed for me'. I only discovered him in October, part of my quest for British detective novels, and picked up this and 'Bombproof' in December. Second, in my opinion, only to Ian Rankin.

  3. There's nowhere but up from that position!