The Jakey......micro-examined!
I've said it before, and I'll keep saying it.....James Kelman knows what's going on in your (and my) head, the wee secret things you think or say to yourself, the notions you might have, the promises you make to yourself, all the minutiae floating around in there....he knows it, he's been there! And he knows how to lay it on a page with results that are raw and eye-openingly painful. He is, in my opinion, one of the top five living writers on the planet, perhaps the best....on his day? Mibbe he is! Don't take my word for it, just read the blurbs on any product he is associated with!
This compilation, drawn from collections of short stories, concentrates on those in a rut, down on their luck, living inescapable lifestyles, who drink, who gamble, and the locations and circumstances they find themselves in - 21 tales of the common or garden (or park bench) jakey. They are sorrowful stories, and funny, and accurate, the dialogue is supremely created. No judgement and certainly no conclusions or happy endings, just beautifully crafted slices of life, no questions!
His short stories excel, as do his novel-length works. No risk in trying the astonishingly good, coming of age epic, Kieron Smith, Boy, or the Transatlantic adventure of The Dirt Road, actually failures are practically non-existent (Translated Accounts was a sore read!), pick up any, you don't even need to be Scottish! Mibbe ye don't! The question, however, remains, and has been asked continually......Are literary genii supposed to come from working class Glasgow? Mibbe they are!