![]() The narrator goes on to a poetry reading afterparty and meets the aforementioned Wiese, who spends the rest of the night (and novel) relaying, in overwhelming detail, how he came to be excised from the literary firmament. The whole novel is built upon this kind of supercharged anxiety and solipsism. The narrator is barely listening, instead growing fixated on the publisher’s silent wife: ‘although I was able to prevent myself from sliding my eyes leftwards to look at her, the fact of her presence began to weigh on me more and more heavily, accompanied by a growing certainty that for seconds at a time she was staring at me, specifically at an area around my left shoulder, quite close to my neck.’ ![]() Sam Riviere’s Dead Souls, the first of these three debut novels, begins on the South Bank, where a publisher is telling the narrator about a literary scandal involving a poet named Solomon Wiese. ![]()
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