A Short Book-Related Interview With My Brother

I always say that my brother is like me, but better (see above). Younger, taller, fitter, better looking, better travelled and a lot more intelligent, he's currently studying Medical Science at Birmingham University. I asked him to pose with the latest issue of Poetry Review, and although I haven't been able to convert him to poetry just yet, he does like to read.

Me and my brother with Fisher, who now works as a guide dog in Jersey.

James is currently doing a summer project on epilepsy, but I managed to sneak in a little interview when he got a spare moment.

What are you currently reading?

Bad Signs by R.J. Ellory.

What was the last book you read?

Animal Farm was the last book I read in its entirety. I also started 1984 but didn't get to the end of it.

What did you like most about it?

How Orwell uses a very simple story in equally simple language to convey a very complex problem. However, in terms of level of entertainment it was pretty boring.

Who's your favourite writer and why?

R.J. Ellory - I enjoy the amount of effort he puts into description and his attention to detail.

Which book have you read more than once?

A Quiet Belief in Angels, A Thousand Splendid Suns, The Traveller (John Twelve Hawkes).

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