Ned Beauman's novel Glow is remarkable in its concision; small on the outside, worlds on the inside. Wonderful London. Dark, very funny.
— William Gibson (@GreatDismal) January 20, 2015
Just finished Glow by Ned Beauman, read on Mr Gibson's twitter recommendation. Very good, hard to describe. I didn't highlight much, it's not that kind of book, but these few do some to convey an accurate picture:
"latex gloves, spoons, tinfoil, small resealable plastic bags, a few tubs of lactose, a vacuum brush, and a set of microgram digital scales"
"Marx’s creed seemed to be that material things had more power over people than people had over material things, which struck Zaya as not all that different from the animism of his grandparents, with its tribe spirits and crop spirits and weather spirits."
"he’d lost track of the rules of banality"
"void void void void"