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Shooting prize-dispensing fish in literary barrels

A review of Lost for Words, by Edward St Aubyn. This satire of the literary award scene recalls Tom Sharpe at his most extravagantly grotesque

3 May 2014

9:00 AM

3 May 2014

9:00 AM

Lost for Words Edward St Aubyn

Picador, pp.261, £12.99, ISBN: 9780330454223

Edward St Aubyn’s new novel is a jauntily malicious satire on literary prizes in general, the Man Booker Prize in particular and, it may be presumed, the 2011 Man Booker Prize in especial particular. That was the year of the great ‘readability’ brouhaha in which — as every reviewer will point out — among many unexpected omissions from the longlist was Edward St Aubyn.

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