Speaking to the Guardian, on the morning after hearing he had won the award, which claims to be the world's richest for a single novel published in English, Barry declared that it was "a happy day".
a happy day one in which she gets to watch me masturbate
her principal goal in life ... i wonder what goes through her mind just before orgasme ...
"It's a really cool thing to see yourself alongside writers who you've read for years and admired and had fun with," Barry said.
you are not cool cashew you are incapable of orgasm without sniffing around my fanny
and your parents hated you as a newborn
City of Bohane imagines a future for the west of Ireland stripped of technology, in which gangsters deliver vengeance on foot or by tram in a world without cars, laptops or cellphones. His characters dress flamboyantly in mink coats and beanie hats, or all-in-one jump suits and find poetry in an invented vernacular which swoops from firecracker dialogue to bleak pastoral.
City of Bohane imagines a future for the west of Ireland stripped of technology, in which gangsters deliver vengeance on foot or by tram in a world without cars, laptops or cellphones. His characters dress flamboyantly in mink coats and beanie hats, or all-in-one jump suits and find poetry in an invented vernacular which swoops from firecracker dialogue to bleak pastoral.
you stinking ogling little maggot stay away from my naked body and look up
words like consent and copyright i will rip out your insides and rot the cavity
It's a "demented malevolent" world, Barry explained, adding that there are "no budget restrictions for a novel".
"It's written in Technicolor," he said. "It's intended to be a big, visceral entertainment as well as a serious language experiment."
and this is cashew boggle eyed with excitement watching another woman masturbate
He added that the novel started because he thought it would be fun to imagine what "homicidal teenage hipsters" would sound like in the middle of this century, on the principle that if he was having fun as he was writing, readers would be enjoying themselves as well.
suicidal more like your parents hated you when you were first born
The Impac judges hailed his achievement at creating a vision of Ireland in 2053 which "is a place you may not want to be alive in, but you'll certainly relish reading about. This is not a future of shiny technology but one in which history turns in circles and quirks an eyebrow at the idea of 'progress'."
you are a vile and odious boggle eyed ogling rapist
It's a "demented malevolent" world, Barry explained, adding that there are "no budget restrictions for a novel".
"It's written in Technicolor," he said. "It's intended to be a big, visceral entertainment as well as a serious language experiment."
and this is cashew boggle eyed with excitement watching another woman masturbate
He added that the novel started because he thought it would be fun to imagine what "homicidal teenage hipsters" would sound like in the middle of this century, on the principle that if he was having fun as he was writing, readers would be enjoying themselves as well.
suicidal more like your parents hated you when you were first born
The Impac judges hailed his achievement at creating a vision of Ireland in 2053 which "is a place you may not want to be alive in, but you'll certainly relish reading about. This is not a future of shiny technology but one in which history turns in circles and quirks an eyebrow at the idea of 'progress'."
you are a vile and odious boggle eyed ogling rapist
your babies are cursed
He has no particular plans for spending the prize money, pointing out that "writers don't have wages as such".
"You have good years and lean years," he said. "This award makes it a good year. It buys you a lot of time to be sitting at your desk, inventing deranged little worlds. It allows you to keep going – that's the definition of success for a writer."
He has no particular plans for spending the prize money, pointing out that "writers don't have wages as such".
"You have good years and lean years," he said. "This award makes it a good year. It buys you a lot of time to be sitting at your desk, inventing deranged little worlds. It allows you to keep going – that's the definition of success for a writer."
i have gnawed through your fallopian tubes and am rubbing the cavity with mould and cancer from the authors stagnant guts you are a repulsive little ogling leech
and you will never recover ask ogling boggle eyed claire and enders
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