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Explosives Under Special Supervision
Matilda, a middle-aged queer, is searching for artistic and personal fulfilment. She becomes immersed in the city's drug scene with all its dangers and complexities. Psychological study of addiction told with psychotic, speed fuelled narrative.
Confronting inner demons and at the same time developing deep companionship through adversity, Matilda addresses many piercing questions. What is her true identity, and can it be enhanced through experimentation? Can she be creative without living life on the edge? Can she be an agent to change clean society? How can she free herself from the predatory grip of mental illness? In this raw, gritty account of urban struggles, the blurring of reality and fantasy is a tantalising backdrop as Matilda pursues her passionate, personal pilgrimage across borders and through bewildering relationships towards much longed-for enlightenment.
Confronting inner demons and at the same time developing deep companionship through adversity, Matilda addresses many piercing questions. What is her true identity, and can it be enhanced through experimentation? Can she be creative without living life on the edge? Can she be an agent to change clean society? How can she free herself from the predatory grip of mental illness? In this raw, gritty account of urban struggles, the blurring of reality and fantasy is a tantalising backdrop as Matilda pursues her passionate, personal pilgrimage across borders and through bewildering relationships towards much longed-for enlightenment.
184 pages, Paperback
Published June 24, 2021
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About the author
Aleks Koval
2 books1 followerI was born in Poland in the year of the metal monkey, 1980. In 2010 I graduated from Silesian University in Katowice, studied Polish Philology, History of Literature, and Theory of Language, which equipped me with a set of knowledge about how the best writers write their best stories and shaped my common sense of writing on the highest possible level of literary fiction.
With my fellow student poets, I performed poetry readings and collaborated with some interesting individuals in the poetry field. In the early 2000's I had my literary blog which had good reviews and a loyal fanbase, but I regret I abandoned my blog and lost its content as I think it had literary value which I can't recreate, mostly my writing style changed since then profoundly, it used to be a thick, juicy maze of language plays in a form of flash fiction, which I lost this ability to create such condensed artwork in this style.
In 2008 I emigrated to the UK and I settled finally in Bristol, where I think I have been sucked inside some kind of Black Hole which is this City, that once you come in you can't leave. This is the final station, final destiny, Shambala, place of all happiness.
When they locked me up in a mental institution I figured out that I have no other choice but finally write down my project of writing a full-length novel which project I procrastinated for the last 20 years distracted by life, and I produced 'Explosives Under Special Supervision' as the effect of sleepless nights in hospital cell, my prison, my dual diagnosis of reality, with a double meaning of all events that happen to me.
Since then I wrote another two novels and I got future projects on my mind. I feel like I am a firefly with my mind on fire to show my Vision.
With my fellow student poets, I performed poetry readings and collaborated with some interesting individuals in the poetry field. In the early 2000's I had my literary blog which had good reviews and a loyal fanbase, but I regret I abandoned my blog and lost its content as I think it had literary value which I can't recreate, mostly my writing style changed since then profoundly, it used to be a thick, juicy maze of language plays in a form of flash fiction, which I lost this ability to create such condensed artwork in this style.
In 2008 I emigrated to the UK and I settled finally in Bristol, where I think I have been sucked inside some kind of Black Hole which is this City, that once you come in you can't leave. This is the final station, final destiny, Shambala, place of all happiness.
When they locked me up in a mental institution I figured out that I have no other choice but finally write down my project of writing a full-length novel which project I procrastinated for the last 20 years distracted by life, and I produced 'Explosives Under Special Supervision' as the effect of sleepless nights in hospital cell, my prison, my dual diagnosis of reality, with a double meaning of all events that happen to me.
Since then I wrote another two novels and I got future projects on my mind. I feel like I am a firefly with my mind on fire to show my Vision.
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twisted segmented existence of a rebellious, untamed woman who doesn't give a fuck what society thinks and what expect of her, she drags herself through extremities of life, hardships, and mental disorder, is trying to figure out signs of reality till they turn into hidden messages driving her insane.
This queer anarchist debut novel is written with the mature voice of narration fuelled with amphetamine, we can feel fast pace of reading because of concentrated, short sentences avoiding using commas to not build complicated constructions slowing downstream of her troubled mind, but explores inner dimensions and outer space discovering the meaning of the road, the physical act of journey as a symbol of growth in experience and minimalism of forms.
Matylda, queer, gender fluid, questions her own identity she search for answers in her overactive thoughts turbins inventing concepts and ideas categorised reality, the same time breaking rules of society, chaos covered with filter of psychosis, brings paranoia and significance colours, driving her mad from conclusions, her mind detached from urge of final solution, she lay down in bed.
This queer anarchist debut novel is written with the mature voice of narration fuelled with amphetamine, we can feel fast pace of reading because of concentrated, short sentences avoiding using commas to not build complicated constructions slowing downstream of her troubled mind, but explores inner dimensions and outer space discovering the meaning of the road, the physical act of journey as a symbol of growth in experience and minimalism of forms.
Matylda, queer, gender fluid, questions her own identity she search for answers in her overactive thoughts turbins inventing concepts and ideas categorised reality, the same time breaking rules of society, chaos covered with filter of psychosis, brings paranoia and significance colours, driving her mad from conclusions, her mind detached from urge of final solution, she lay down in bed.
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