I’m intrigued by Little Black Book: a new collection of short stories ‘about black people in London by the mysterious Mr OH,’ it’s apparently for ‘adults who appreciate good literature and even better sex.’ OH, dear! Doesn’t such hubris commonly herald the embarrassing imaginary couplings of some frustrated soul whose beige mac isn’t necessarily a fashion statement - more knob than Nabokov? LBB comes courtesy of Authors Online, a business that offers to get undiscovered talent into print, although in the context of racy reads, their ‘Enhanced Service’ (£1525) could be something from a Carry On caper. Based on sub-Mills & Boon clichés such as ‘the door to her love slid open’ and ‘Donald was as smooth as chocolate going in and as slick as grease coming out’, I respect Mr OH’s desire for anonymity. A nom de plume for some literary colossus scared he be nominated for the Literary Review’s Bad Sex In Fiction Award? The competition is frequently ahem, stiff: previous winners include hilarious w**k from AA Gill, Giles Coren and Sebastian Faulks.
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