Sophie

I just read the psychological, fantastic and confusing novel Sophie, by Guy Burt, and would love to tell you what it's about, but if I did, I would have to kill you. So I won't. Plus saying much of anything would give away the slowly-building shocker of an ending, and that just wouldn't do, and it's only fair that everyone has a chance to get as confuzzled as I did when I read it. Bit of a paradox, really, because if I don't describe it then you may not want to read it because you don't know anything about it, but if I do describe it then you will know too much and also not want to read it. Damned if I do and damned if I don't, so you'll have to take my word on this one. All you need to know: it's British, the alternating narration is disorienting but brilliant, there's swearing (even the dreaded "C" word is used, and no it's not "cock"), it's about a couple of truly fucked up kids, and you should read it. The word is cunt, by the way ... sorry if you're shocked by that, but I am the Swearing Librarian, so don't tell me you're suprised to hear me say it. Cunt cunt cunt. Got a little out of hand there, sorry .. and the word really is no reflection on the book whatsoever, which if I didn't already mention, is really good. Please let me know if and when you read it and we can talk about the ending, because I don't like it when I'm not sure how a book ends. I can't stop thinking about it, can't sleep, and end up writing dumb blog entries like this one. The second one of the night, for fuck's sake!