Max Frick was born in Scotland where he spent more than half of his life thus far in a new town not dissimilar to the one depicted in his novel Debaser. At the age of twenty-five, seeking something a little more fulfilling than the drudgery and routine that his hometown had to offer, he upped sticks and moved to Prague in the Czech Republic, where he imagined artists and bohemians drank freely and deeply from the cup of life. There he would write! There he would shine! There he would make his name! There, alas, he lives to this day in a life of drudgery and routine not dissimilar to the one depicted at the beginning of this bio.
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?
Yes, and how many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand?
It's entirely weather dependant. Three, possibly four if the wind is behind her, otherwise one, heavy rain notwithstanding.
Augustus 'Gus' Savage jnr. abruptly awoke one morning from a fitful alcoholic slumber to find himself lying - still in his clothes - on the floor of a strange room.
Startled, he sat bolt upright.
"Where am I?" he thought to himself. "And how did I get here?"
KIDNAPPED! BEATEN! RAPED! KILLED! EATEN! screams the hyperbolic headline in one tabloid newspaper. A clearer cut case of murder, then, it would be difficult to imagine. But is there less to this than meets the eye?