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book cover: Boiling A Frog

QUITE UGLY ONE MORNING

COUNTRY OF THE BLIND

NOT THE END OF THE WORLD

ONE FINE DAY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

A BIG BOY DID IT
AND RAN AWAY

THE SACRED ART
OF STEALING

BE MY ENEMY

ALL FUN AND GAMES UNTIL SOMEBODY LOSES AN EYE

A TALE ETCHED IN BLOOD AND HARD BLACK PENCIL

ATTACK OF THE UNSINKABLE RUBBER DUCKS

BOILING A FROG

Jack Parlabane, the investigative journalist who is not averse to breaking the law for the sake of a good story, has finally been caught on the petard of his own self-confidence and is experiencing accommodation courtesy of Her Majesty.

The fledgling Scottish parliament is in catatonic shock after experiencing its first dose of Westminster sleaze. The Catholic Church of Scotland is taking full advantage of the politicians' discomfort and is riding high in the polls as the voice of morality.

Behind the scenes the truth is obscured by the machinations of the spin doctors and in prison, aware he's missing out on a great story, Parlabane discovers that contacts and a pretty way with words are no defence against people he has helped to put away.

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What the papers thought of BOILING A FROG:

Good: The Times, The Observer, Daily Express, The Scotsman,
Time Out, The List, Maxim, Caledonia

Awright: The Herald

Shite: Sunday Herald

Stranger than fact: "To believe the hype is to buy into the theory that Brookmyre penned this novel before the repeal of Section 28 debacle engulfed the parliament. That’s hard to swallow." Alison Hardie, The Scotsman.

"A brilliant deconstruction of the myth of much that is ‘new’ about our political, media and religious classes. Boiling a Frog is a real antidote to some of the misty-eyed drivel written elsewhere about devolution." Iain Martin, Caledonia.

"Brookmyre has created a story awesome in its implausible plausibility." Graham Caldwell, Daily Express.

Or not: "This story has no relevance to the truth." Eddie Barnes, editor, Scottish Catholic Observer.

Mummy didn’t give me my rattle back:

"[Brookmyre’s] fifth foray into the fictional cesspit... hokum... infantile...even as a thriller writer he is severely limited...yawning holes in the plot...Any tension swiftly turns into farce."
Alan Taylor, Sunday Herald.

The author would like at this point to thank the former and current colleagues of Mr Taylor who subsequently got in touch to offer their own reviews of the reviewer.

 

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