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Characters ↠ Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass 106 ó Welcome to Mewlish Lull the sort of town you pass through on your way to somewhere else without even noticing it exists This debut collection of short fiction presents a bizarre portrait of a world just to the left of reality In twelve stories and with a cast of oddball chWelcome to Mewlish Lull the sort of town you pass through on your way to somewhere else without even noticing it exists This debut collection of short fiction presents a bizarre portrait of. Russell Mardell makes me laugh Firstly as someone who is very funny But secondly and importantly as a writer This is significant because funny people aren’t always funny on paper Mardell is He says his “shit social skills” is why he “became a writer” He’s being modest He also says he imagines I swear a lot He’s right In fact I lost count of the number of times I animatedly exclaimed “f” while reading his work Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass is Mardell’s first book a loosely assembled collection of reticulated sketches involving a dragoon of crackpot characters; cullions lurchers drifters human blunders women who keep men in their bathtubs and other vermicular personalities The setting a town of undisclosed purlieus called Mewlish Lull indirectly connects the characters together as their individual weird and peculiar tales fall into context through linkage to a place that belongs on a “government target board” rather than “a postcard” and supposedly “Kills Its Kids” Occasionally perhaps that could be justified but generally it’s not right is it Thus when in the opening story Notes from Mewlish Lull – Rain a nameless narrator arrives to be greeted by the infanticide denoting epitaph one gets the distinct impression that things are a little awry This notion is further fortified by his encounters with the locals; a dapper mendicant living in the underpass a pusillanimous shopkeeper and a “suspiciously clingy” woman called Jennifer with a gimp in her bathtubAll of the above is enough to give you a head spin while also leaving you wondering about the man in the tub and why the anonymous narrator who resurfaces throughout is so keen to jilt his old life These ruminations are uickly dispelled by the opening pages of Armand Gull Drinks Whiskey As I told Mardell immediately after reading the story it made me snigger so much on my morning commute the bus almost toppled over It opens with the following “Edward James Lynton Tatchford Tatch to his friends of which he counted five and Teddy to his mother had been in the shack on the beach battling against the side effects of winter for five days and was starved of company The fevered and slightly bizarre tramp he had met on the third day had run away and left a shoe in one corner It was the sort of shoe that looked like it had fallen from a cartoon and he was frightened it would start talking to him” And it gets absurd with every page but also perspicacious as a pragmatic explanation of a man being driven to extremes by the dross of a nine to five life Mardell’s writing has a visual uality possibly due to his background in film and theatre and shows a penchant for post modern aesthetic Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass contains a valorisation of individual subjective experiences relayed through tracing of each character’s consciousness and all its contingent manifestations It is uietly epistemological and inuires into the practicalities of perception over objective universal truths But it has a few of those tooThe collection of stories has no steadfast linear narrative apart from the intermittent commentary of the unnamed protagonist who embarks on a new life in this rather peculiar town because as he says “Someone I might have loved had told me to grow up So here I was growing up” The weird exordium into town is followed by employment with “Stan the white van man” who dispenses supererogatory clichés chats “casual horrors” and bleats about the “bleedin’ southern liberals” The situation is further complicated by Jennifer’s unplanned pregnancy and her reluctant involvement with the pestilential gimp The narrator who unwittingly becomes part of the scene is a fellow jaded by the doggedly mundane modern world yet his cynical transcendence of sentiment is a defence mechanism a fear of being human since being human is a painful business This is reflected through his own recollections of past and lost loves disappointments endless shifting from town to town and a sort of entropy defined by taking everything even the biggest of life’s surprised with a “non committal suits all occasions” smile Yet it feels as if he has embarked on a search for something in both a metaphysical and spiritual sense for something that remains elusive The protagonist is trapped within himself by his past and yet estranged from it a sort of middle class paradigm which propels him at one point to conclude that maybe he “really is pointless” Not an uncommon thought I’ve had a few of those myselfMardell polarises the problems of contemporary society by illuminating various stereotypes occasionally to fetishistic lengths through irony and absurdist tactics thereby highlighting the inanity of our uber sophisticated modern world His work is at once earnest mocking and insightful but as Mardell himself says he likes “readers to make their own conclusions superimpose their own emotions and logic” and take from his “slightly skewed reality” whatever is “pertinent to them” And yet his skewed reality seems to make perfect sense as for example when the narrator speaks to a stranger in the park watching a kid fly a kite and the stranger says “Simple pleasuresIt is the continual search for and diverse gratifications that stunts us as humans The technological age with all its undoubted wonders has also always made us look for Always look for better The next big thing” when in truth it is the small and infinitesimal things such as flying a kite that make all the difference The chapter Notes from Mewlish Lull – Smiler Desmond is Dead charting the interaction between the two men reveals a different open and self reflective side to the narrator who has “spent years cultivating strong defences” The stranger a once famous but now washed up comedian at one point says “I look at so many of my peers now pompous people who would drone on and on about ‘their art’ about ‘their craft’ now whoring themselves out to ridicule just so they can cling on to the fake life that has hidden them from the real world so long ago Prostituting for a pay packet that keep their pneumatically titted wife in handbags and spray tan I dry hump a tuba but somehow I think I have dignity” A germane point about modern day culture and its histrionic preoccupation with the superficial I think soThe stories are thematically alike in that they aim to reveal something about human nature like the one called Farrington about a boy making his second voyage to London “and the first without the safety net of being a school trip” His mother’s words ring in his ears as he gets into town and remembers “Nothing but freaks and deviants gangsters and whores terrorist and bankers” To set him up for his sojourn to see his girlfriend his mother enrols him in a preparatory obstacle course with the words“You go to London you go prepared” where he is subjected to the dithyrambs of one Corporal Max Billings a man with a “uestionable military background” Mardell exaggerates the concept of moral panic to the nth degree to reflect and decry the typical small town mentality which is surprisingly prevalent to this day An overview of human nature is also the subject of the title story which captures a day in the life of a misanthropic OCD ridden fellow who sits on a park bench smoking one of his 10 daily cigarettes waiting for something interesting to happen But when it finally does he feels isolated and ignored by the people with “dull metal objects adorning their heads” gathering together in the park and retreats to the safe haven of his flat concluding dejectedly “Years of itching away from people and living alone on fun wealth and bleary eyed despondency that had finally cracked its solitary goal They had left me to it” By and large Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass depends on the reader to construct a larger narrative from a number of subtle hints incidental details and scattered chronology while it blends fact scene and portraiture into a compendium of misanthropy and bizarre eventualities Interestingly London provided much of the inspiration for the setting of Mewlish Lull The rest Mardell attributes to the art of fiction although he does concede that there are “certain nods and hints” which are true to lifeBorn in Cambridge in 1975 a place where back in those days all the “mammas went to unleash their children to the world” Mardell grew up in Salisbury and thereafter “bummed around various places” including Bristol where he settled for a while in “an attic flat” and began writing and “living through the night on coffee and cigarettes” He has had a variegated career from working in a video shop to working as a writer and director in independent film as well as penning five plays some of which he directed and produced He is currently writing a new book when taking time off from being cajoled into reminiscing about a poetry prize he won as a youngster for a poem about a hippo that died in transit due to ineffectual humans I thought it a rather intriguing premise as is the one behind Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass Personally however I think I would have liked it to have revolved exclusively around the down and out narrator but perhaps there’s a reason why it does not Perhaps that was the writer’s intention but whatever it is I think Mardell is right when he says “the only thing that matters is what the reader gets” from one’s work the emotion it solicits the reaction it evokes “be it good or bad”

Silent Bombs Falling on Green GrassWelcome to Mewlish Lull the sort of town you pass through on your way to somewhere else without even noticing it exists This debut collection of short fiction presents a bizarre portrait of. Russell Mardell makes me laugh Firstly as someone who is very funny But secondly and importantly as a writer This is significant because funny people aren’t always funny on paper Mardell is He says his “shit social skills” is why he “became a writer” He’s being modest He also says he imagines I swear a lot He’s right In fact I lost count of the number of times I animatedly exclaimed “f” while reading his work Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass is Mardell’s first book a loosely assembled collection of reticulated sketches involving a dragoon of crackpot characters; cullions lurchers drifters human blunders women who keep men in their bathtubs and other vermicular personalities The setting a town of undisclosed purlieus called Mewlish Lull indirectly connects the characters together as their individual weird and peculiar tales fall into context through linkage to a place that belongs on a “government target board” rather than “a postcard” and supposedly “Kills Its Kids” Occasionally perhaps that could be justified but generally it’s not right is it Thus when in the opening story Notes from Mewlish Lull – Rain a nameless narrator arrives to be greeted by the infanticide denoting epitaph one gets the distinct impression that things are a little awry This notion is further fortified by his encounters with the locals; a dapper mendicant living in the underpass a pusillanimous shopkeeper and a “suspiciously clingy” woman called Jennifer with a gimp in her bathtubAll of the above is enough to give you a head spin while also leaving you wondering about the man in the tub and why the anonymous narrator who resurfaces throughout is so keen to jilt his old life These ruminations are uickly dispelled by the opening pages of Armand Gull Drinks Whiskey As I told Mardell immediately after reading the story it made me snigger so much on my morning commute the bus almost toppled over It opens with the following “Edward James Lynton Tatchford Tatch to his friends of which he counted five and Teddy to his mother had been in the shack on the beach battling against the side effects of winter for five days and was starved of company The fevered and slightly bizarre tramp he had met on the third day had run away and left a shoe in one corner It was the sort of shoe that looked like it had fallen from a cartoon and he was frightened it would start talking to him” And it gets absurd with every page but also perspicacious as a pragmatic explanation of a man being driven to extremes by the dross of a nine to five life Mardell’s writing has a visual uality possibly due to his background in film and theatre and shows a penchant for post modern aesthetic Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass contains a valorisation of individual subjective experiences relayed through tracing of each character’s consciousness and all its contingent manifestations It is uietly epistemological and inuires into the practicalities of perception over objective universal truths But it has a few of those tooThe collection of stories has no steadfast linear narrative apart from the intermittent commentary of the unnamed protagonist who embarks on a new life in this rather peculiar town because as he says “Someone I might have loved had told me to grow up So here I was growing up” The weird exordium into town is followed by employment with “Stan the white van man” who dispenses supererogatory clichés chats “casual horrors” and bleats about the “bleedin’ southern liberals” The situation is further complicated by Jennifer’s unplanned pregnancy and her reluctant involvement with the pestilential gimp The narrator who unwittingly becomes part of the scene is a fellow jaded by the doggedly mundane modern world yet his cynical transcendence of sentiment is a defence mechanism a fear of being human since being human is a painful business This is reflected through his own recollections of past and lost loves disappointments endless shifting from town to town and a sort of entropy defined by taking everything even the biggest of life’s surprised with a “non committal suits all occasions” smile Yet it feels as if he has embarked on a search for something in both a metaphysical and spiritual sense for something that remains elusive The protagonist is trapped within himself by his past and yet estranged from it a sort of middle class paradigm which propels him at one point to conclude that maybe he “really is pointless” Not an uncommon thought I’ve had a few of those myselfMardell polarises the problems of contemporary society by illuminating various stereotypes occasionally to fetishistic lengths through irony and absurdist tactics thereby highlighting the inanity of our uber sophisticated modern world His work is at once earnest mocking and insightful but as Mardell himself says he likes “readers to make their own conclusions superimpose their own emotions and logic” and take from his “slightly skewed reality” whatever is “pertinent to them” And yet his skewed reality seems to make perfect sense as for example when the narrator speaks to a stranger in the park watching a kid fly a kite and the stranger says “Simple pleasuresIt is the continual search for and diverse gratifications that stunts us as humans The technological age with all its undoubted wonders has also always made us look for Always look for better The next big thing” when in truth it is the small and infinitesimal things such as flying a kite that make all the difference The chapter Notes from Mewlish Lull – Smiler Desmond is Dead charting the interaction between the two men reveals a different open and self reflective side to the narrator who has “spent years cultivating strong defences” The stranger a once famous but now washed up comedian at one point says “I look at so many of my peers now pompous people who would drone on and on about ‘their art’ about ‘their craft’ now whoring themselves out to ridicule just so they can cling on to the fake life that has hidden them from the real world so long ago Prostituting for a pay packet that keep their pneumatically titted wife in handbags and spray tan I dry hump a tuba but somehow I think I have dignity” A germane point about modern day culture and its histrionic preoccupation with the superficial I think soThe stories are thematically alike in that they aim to reveal something about human nature like the one called Farrington about a boy making his second voyage to London “and the first without the safety net of being a school trip” His mother’s words ring in his ears as he gets into town and remembers “Nothing but freaks and deviants gangsters and whores terrorist and bankers” To set him up for his sojourn to see his girlfriend his mother enrols him in a preparatory obstacle course with the words“You go to London you go prepared” where he is subjected to the dithyrambs of one Corporal Max Billings a man with a “uestionable military background” Mardell exaggerates the concept of moral panic to the nth degree to reflect and decry the typical small town mentality which is surprisingly prevalent to this day An overview of human nature is also the subject of the title story which captures a day in the life of a misanthropic OCD ridden fellow who sits on a park bench smoking one of his 10 daily cigarettes waiting for something interesting to happen But when it finally does he feels isolated and ignored by the people with “dull metal objects adorning their heads” gathering together in the park and retreats to the safe haven of his flat concluding dejectedly “Years of itching away from people and living alone on fun wealth and bleary eyed despondency that had finally cracked its solitary goal They had left me to it” By and large Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass depends on the reader to construct a larger narrative from a number of subtle hints incidental details and scattered chronology while it blends fact scene and portraiture into a compendium of misanthropy and bizarre eventualities Interestingly London provided much of the inspiration for the setting of Mewlish Lull The rest Mardell attributes to the art of fiction although he does concede that there are “certain nods and hints” which are true to lifeBorn in Cambridge in 1975 a place where back in those days all the “mammas went to unleash their children to the world” Mardell grew up in Salisbury and thereafter “bummed around various places” including Bristol where he settled for a while in “an attic flat” and began writing and “living through the night on coffee and cigarettes” He has had a variegated career from working in a video shop to working as a writer and director in independent film as well as penning five plays some of which he directed and produced He is currently writing a new book when taking time off from being cajoled into reminiscing about a poetry prize he won as a youngster for a poem about a hippo that died in transit due to ineffectual humans I thought it a rather intriguing premise as is the one behind Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass Personally however I think I would have liked it to have revolved exclusively around the down and out narrator but perhaps there’s a reason why it does not Perhaps that was the writer’s intention but whatever it is I think Mardell is right when he says “the only thing that matters is what the reader gets” from one’s work the emotion it solicits the reaction it evokes “be it good or bad”

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Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass à At live within us all Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass takes us to a strange town where anything could happen If only you could fit in But sometimes being an outsider is the only way to b. I enjoy discovering new Authors and often 'delve into the unknown' by purchasing recommendations from a couple of Book lover sites I regularly visit and review on GoodReads being a favouriteAnyway this particular book struck me as different as it is a book of short stories I am used to reading and sometimes struggling with longer novels The idea of having a book I could dip into read a story and then dip back into at varying intervals appealed for many reasonsI was not disappointed 'Silent Bombs Falling on Green Grass' is not your usual book of short stories each one of the 13 pieces are strangely linked with the familiar theme of Mewlish Lull 'the sort of town you pass through on your way to somehwere else without even noticing it exists' consistent throughoutThis book has everything Dark comedy Thrills Observational Humour Horror Romance in the loosest terms childhood memories and great use of analogies similies and metaphorsIt will have you laughing out loud on the edge of your seat scared rigid and nodding your head in memory of the feelings exposed uite simply it takes you on a rollercoaster ride of emotions through a town that you never want to visitMy particualr favourite is 'Farringdon' a beginners guide to London and in particular riding the tubes Mardell shows a clear talent for observational humour here when he discusses the unwritten rules of 'tube etiuette' not making eye contact not touching elbows etc it had me laughing out loud both when reading the book and recalling the hilarious rules when next riding the tubeA must buy from a talented author I look forward to Read & download ¸ PDF, eBook or Kindle ePUB â Russell Mardell

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Russell Mardell â 6 Free download A world just to the left of reality In twelve stories and with a cast of oddball characters through the most absurd of comedies the darkest of nightmares and those uiet moments of madness th. Before I began reading this story I knew this book would be unlike anything I’ve read thus far And I was completely correct in that assumption First the cover I’m in love with this cover So many covers have such hard lines such defined themes that this one really is something that is going to make you think You have to look at it to figure out all of the shapes The vagueness of it all is just beautiful And then you open the book and start to read Silent Bombs Falling On Green Grass contains twelve stories The language they are written with is so artistic and beautiful Don’t get afraid of it its not like it is hard to understand it’s just different from what I normally read So all of these stories center in and around the area of Mewlish Lull While Googling to find out if Mewlish Lull is a real place as far as I could tell it is not I stumbled upon one review that compared it to Twilight Zone And instantly I said to myself “yes” That is exactly the perfect comparison Silent Bombs Falling On Green Grass is a bit eerie a bit horror a tad humorous and a bit reality Of course I can’t go over every story That’s your job to read it But a couple I really liked are Rain Armand Drinks Whiskey and Four Doors DownIn Rain the story begins with a man on a train on his way to Mewlish Lull The narrator has such a distinct voice I could easily picture him being Ewan McGregor or even John Cusack The voice kind of feels like it is frustrated with life tired of it all and on a train heading to a place that is unknown “The train station was an art gallery where everyone was putting themselves on display”It tells of one night in Mewlish Lull that is oddly filled with a lot of action for him He gets the chance to be a hero to meet a woman and see something very oddin a bathtubNext Armand Drinks Whiskey This was a very odd tale There were moments I became confused but then I had to wonder if that was a little bit of the point Tatch watches a man every day from his office window This man has a distinct routine And so Tatch decides to mess with that a bit First he steals the man’s phone And then he watches as the man definitely seems a bit off without it And then the phone rings and he answers it The man’s name is David And then Tatch does something that is definitely teetering on the edge of sanityHe begins to steal the man’s identity He learns his signature speaks to his family on the phone I really felt like he was losing his mind during this whole process I had to ask myself “Did he actually become homeless and crazy or was it all a fantasy in his head while he daydreamed at work” I’m still not really sure and that’s what I love You really have to think while reading this bookAnd lastly Four Doors Down This story scared me We begin with Ronald and he fell asleep on the train leaving Mewlish Lull When he wakes up he has missed his stop and he is now in Hanging Twitch Then he notices the man next to him isdead Now he is in the middle of nowhere There is a man I don’t know if he is a train conductor or someone who works at the train stop in Hanging Twitch But he is definitely an odd fellow He informs Ronald that he is expected to stay the night because the police Sergeant wants to speak to him in the morning and there are no trains out that night And there is the matter of the corpse to contend withThe man has arranged for Ronald to stay at a guest houseand they must get the corpse there as well This town is so small that there is no police no hospital and definitely no morgue The trip to the house is a bit creepy and a little disturbing But what happens when he gets to his room in the house is when the fear started I’m not going to ruin this surprise for you but I wouldn’t suggest reading this story before you go to bed as I didSo if you are in the mood for something very different I highly suggest checking this book out It is full of surprises twists and turns It is very clever and extremely well written