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James Kelman’s ‘Memoirs’ are a misnomer

12 December 2020

9:00 AM

12 December 2020

9:00 AM

What I Do (Memoirs) James Kelman

thi wurd, pp.192, 12

James Kelman doubtless remains best known for his 1994 Booker prize win for How Late It Was, How Late and the subsequent furore. The brouhaha looks painfully absurd 25 years later with the plaudits Kelman has received (when not being dismissed as akin to an ‘illiterate savage’) perhaps the greatest in post-war English literature.

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