It’s a collection of essays, short stories, poems, reviews of other books….. and stuff. At points irritatingly pretentious, at others awe-striking and wise. He was a rude and violent person as well as a sexist who for some reason believed himself not to be, but I’ll stand by his writing, particularly this book, being some of the best ever. His style is so markedly his and absolutely brilliant. I’m not selling it well but it’s kind of impossible to say nice things about the man, as much as I adore (most of) his writing.