Resident Participants | The International Writing Program". iwp.uiowa.edu . Retrieved 12 April 2017. I turned to go. I wasn't looking forward to the phone call I was about to make; three weeks' work to be done in one and the usual sale only three days away.

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Blue eyes that used to be bluer looking straight at me. I should have stopped right there and asked her why, but I was already making calculations in my head, adding up time, manpower and money, wheeling straight into business as she knew I would.Charles Taylor (8 April 2003). "Captivating Thriller from a new Scottish Writer". Salon.com. Archived from the original on 29 September 2007.

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Any issues with the book list you are seeing? Or is there an author or series we don’t have? Let me know! My brother had a second office at the top of the house. He had the attic floored and worked up there when he wanted total peace. It's one of those pull-down-ladder arrangements, too much for me. I would be grateful if you would work on that yourself. I don't think there will be anything of interest to me, more fuel for the bonfire I suspect, but I would appreciate your discretion.'a b c "University of Glasgow - Schools - School of Critical Studies - Our staff - Professor Louise Welsh". gla.ac.uk . Retrieved 12 November 2016. I made my phone call. It went no better than I'd anticipated. I promised to come in at five and explain myself. The rest of the afternoon would be spent on a rough inventory - furniture, paintings and miscellaneous objets d'art to be removed first. Rule number one: always move the good stuff first; that way you won't lose it or drop it, and if the deal falls through, you may still get something. The crew arrived at two, mutinous at the prospect of double shifts. I jollied them into a semblance of good humour - told them I was sure it would be thirsty work. I could see my commission ending up down their throats come the end of the week. When they saw what we had, they quietened down. The job was big. It was a while since we'd had a whole town house and the tight schedule meant we'd need extra hands - the usual unemployed sons, brothers, cousins, dragged away from their beds and daytime soaps for cash in hand. I knew in an instant there was no way we were going to get the job. It was just too big to trust to a local auction house. She was a fly old bird getting us in to do a valuation then playing us off against the big boys. Obsessions are dangerous, yet they are also so human. They drive the most amazing and visionary projects—and fuel the darkest, most horrible passions. Obsessions play a fundamental role in The Cutting Room, both in the actions of the dead antagonist and in Rilke, the protagonist and auctioneer who stumbles across snuff photographs while processing an estate and begins to wonder if they are real.

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A Lovely Way to Burn is the debut book in the Plague Times Trilogy series. The story starts with a pandemic that leaves a trail of deaths in its wake. Christened the Sweats, this plague is sweeping the world, and it has left London in a crisis. The available hospitals are filled, and bodies continue to pile daily. Despite all that is going around her, Stevie Flint is convinced that her boyfriend’s death was not a result of the disease or any other natural cause. The literary beauty of a Glaswegian beast: The Cutting Room by Louise Welsh". The Independent. 9 August 2002. Archived from the original on 11 November 2012 . Retrieved 14 August 2011. The scriptwriter at Hollywood's cuttind edge". The Herald. 22 February 2004 . Retrieved 14 August 2011.And I believed her. I stood my ground half-heartedly, telling her she'd not get top price, that there was only so much possible in a week, but we both knew it was a useless dance. The room had the dead feeling common to public buildings when empty of people. Without the activity of a sale it was a ghost of itself, an echoing shell. There was a junk of heavy oak furniture, monstrosities too big for modern apartments, boxes of soiled napery and bric-a-brac. Six large wardrobes stood like upright coffins against the far wall. Forgotten the title or the author of a book? Our BookSleuth is specially designed for you. Visit BookSleuth

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The Sunday Times described The Cutting Room as: "one of the most intriguing, assured and unputdownable debuts to come out of Scotland in recent years". [3] The List was particularly impressed by Welsh's portrayal of Glasgow: "...the city becomes a character in its own right; Gothic, dismal, decaying and frightening in equal measure". [4] Stevie is an unlikely heroine who started as a journalist before becoming a presenter working for a trashy TV. While the young woman would rather be out in the field chasing stories, her good looks make her job in front of the camera easy. Being a presenter comes with its perks, not to mention the better pay. Stevie’s looks and job possibly explains why she is able to date Simon Sharkey, a flashy doctor who wants nothing but the finer things in life. While many dismiss Stevie, especially the male-dominated world she is thrust to, she comes out victorious in the end. The young woman forms many alliances along the way, but at some point, it is clear that she is on her own. Her determination sees her overcome the odds and uncover a few truths about her boyfriend’s death. Welsh studied history at Glasgow University and after graduating established and worked at a second-hand bookshop [2] for several years before publishing her first novel. Plans to produce a film version of the novel were at an advanced stage in 2004. The film was set to star Robert Carlyle as Rilke with a screenplay from Andrea Gibb, and was due to be filmed on location in the West End of Glasgow, but the project failed to materialise. [4] [6] Carlyle did, however, contribute to an audiobook version of the novel in 2006. [7] References [ edit ]I halted, my hand resting on the door jamb. She was staring at me hard, hesitating, as if she was trying to make up her mind about something. The stained glass of the front door cast a red glow across the hallway, a staircase with an ornately carved mahogany banister was to our left, the parquet floor laid with thinning Turkish rugs; this family had been rich for a long time. A heavy mahogany table stood to the right of the door. It was bare, none of the usual family photographs, and I guessed she'd been doing some clearing out already. The reason you never had kids, Rose, is you would strangle them in the first week. But if you've changed your mind we could probably have them together. I owe you that much. You're forever getting me out of trouble and I never have to hit anyone in your defence or mind you when you're on a tear.' And it was good. Better than good. Antiques of that calibre hadn't seen the inside of a Glasgow saleroom for years, hadn't seen Bowery Auctions ever.