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Ben Myers -
The Book of Fuck.

Written in real time over seven days
THE BOOK OF FUCK is a short, sharp pun-addled pulp fiction pastiche where the absurd underworld of music - and reality itself - is exaggerated to new dimensions.

Following the frantic movements of a rock fan on the trail of America's public enemy number one, THE BOOK OF FUCK is a buckled break-neck rant let loose at punk rock speed. Literature that comes none more black.

"Something odd but irresistible that's both poetry and prose... yet neither one nor the other." - Time Out

"In a world of scrubbed-up pop-star tossers, the counter culture still burns fiercely" -
City Life

Ben Myers has the imagination of a lovable serial killer, his writing will fill you with love and scare you to shit." - Kelly Jones

Start

  It has to start somewhere, so it may as well start here.
Right at the top of the page.

  The desk sergeant handed me my shoelaces.

  "If I ever see you back around here again, so help me
God..."

  He was London-Irish and had been on the job too long,
a thick-necked, low-IQ hard cunt just like the rest of this
capital's sorry-ass police farce. It takes a certain type of
person to join up and I was proud of the fact that I knew
I wasn't one of them. Too intelligent, too sensitive...

  A tuft of hair sprouted from beneath his starched collar
and I wondered how he knew where to stop when he was
shaving

  I bent down to thread the laces through the eyelets in
my shoes.

  "Don't worry chief, I've given up the drink."

  "Don't bullshit me."

  "I'm not," I said. "Those days are over."

  "Get out of here."

  I straightened myself up and smoothed my hair back
into place. I thought I was going to puke, but I sure as
hell wasn't going to show it. Not to him, the uneducated
pig fuck.

  "Keep smiling sweet cheeks," I said, heading for the
door. "Same time next week?"

Ben Myers
The Book of Fuck.
Wrecking Ball Press
ISBN 1-903110-15-7