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Brett Stokes is already middle-aged and yet feels that his life has not begun. In an attempt to make sense of his existence he travels to the provincial town of Ôtani in Japan, hoping that, through his writing, he will obtain the insight that he lacks. But in Japan it is late autumn and, closeted within the garden of the lately widowed Mrs Kunisada, Stokes finds the motley
collection of arboreal reds and yellows working upon his imagination, until reality itself becomes spectral.

As the strange season unfolds, and Stokes meditates upon the meaning of life, death and literature, the
power of the Shrike gradually takes centre-stage.

In this startling novella Quentin S. Crisp fuses delicacy with darkness and pathos with terror, creating
a blend of Japanese and English literature that is as deeply moving as it is unique.

What and where is Hamster Dam? Gary Weber, suspended from work after a distressing series of events involving his patient, Julie Wilcox, has had plenty of time alone to think . . . and remember forgotten things-to recall Hamster Dam. But was there ever any such television show, and would Hamster Dam itself be more or less real if there had been?

Brian Warfield, friend and work senior, oversees Gary's case, but he, too, is drawn into a secret world that he dare not tell of and dare not forget.

In this multi-faceted gem of uncanny science fiction, British author Quentin S. Crisp penetrates deep into our anxieties about the internet, offering a cautionary tale concerning the terrors in store for a world where there is no offline.

Unifying the influences of English supernatural tale and the micro-observations of the Japanese I-novel, and combining them with a trainspotterish psychogeography, Quentin S. Crisp brings you a monochrome novella that is either a paean to or a polemic against the drabness of quotidian Britain - his dreariest yet. It’s 2013. Pop culture is dead. With human activity increasingly ‘updated’ to digital conformity, community is on the verge of extinction, and a weary, soulless, 21st century Britain is about to endure a phase of austerity imposed from above. As gentrification continues in London, a pitifully obscure writer is squeezed to the…

“There is a phase of melancholy – a phase that has sloughed all urgency - that seems to me always a revelation of that ancient, familiar thing, my true self. If there is anything in a person with which one may be in love, surely it can only ever be the self that such melancholy reveals. If there is anything in a person with which one may be in love, surely it can only ever be the self that such melancholy reveals.”