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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Rimbaud said, "I is an other." Not long after that, he was selling GUNS. Contra Rimbaud, I, No Other admits only I. In the hallowed "tradition" of the avant-garde, these stories unseat tradition. You may call them absurd, surreal, irreal, experimental, transgressive, dark, playful, or even just funny... but DON'T call them Other!
Ten offbeat Narrations & Exaltations for your delectation:
-a flaneur of consciousness exploring his native city,
-a not-guilty conscience endlessly revising the crime it can't remember,
-the Holy Assumption of a rogue sexbot,
-a man and his golem usurping Death,
-a timid college girl coming out of her shell to expropriate the Godhead,
-and more!
I, No Other is a cerebral defibrillator you forgot had been implanted until it routinely-and unexpectedly-shocks you back to life. They may hurt at times, dear reader, the jolts of these agitations, but it is a vital hurt. With a cast of narrators on the brink of discovery in all its forms, I, No Other collects Yarrow Paisley's most exquisite absurdist interludes.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Rimbaud said, "I is an other." Not long after that, he was selling GUNS. Contra Rimbaud, I, No Other admits only I. In the hallowed "tradition" of the avant-garde, these stories unseat tradition. You may call them absurd, surreal, irreal, experimental, transgressive, dark, playful, or even just funny... but DON'T call them Other!
Ten offbeat Narrations & Exaltations for your delectation:
-a flaneur of consciousness exploring his native city,
-a not-guilty conscience endlessly revising the crime it can't remember,
-the Holy Assumption of a rogue sexbot,
-a man and his golem usurping Death,
-a timid college girl coming out of her shell to expropriate the Godhead,
-and more!
I, No Other is a cerebral defibrillator you forgot had been implanted until it routinely-and unexpectedly-shocks you back to life. They may hurt at times, dear reader, the jolts of these agitations, but it is a vital hurt. With a cast of narrators on the brink of discovery in all its forms, I, No Other collects Yarrow Paisley's most exquisite absurdist interludes.