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As his debut novel, Bad Ideas\Chemicals, was released last month, Lloyd Markham is our Author of the Month for August. About Lloyd: Lloyd was born in Johannesburg, South Africa, before he and his family moved and settled in Bridgend, South Wales. He describes his teenage years as ‘miserable and strange and consisting of bad nights out’ before he embarked upon a degree in Creative Writing at the then University of Glamorgan, which is now the University of South Wales. Lloyd also earned an MPhil from the University of South Wales. He enjoys noise music, Japanese animation and the documentaries...
Cardiff-based authors Lloyd Markham and Crystal Jeans have opened a bookshop in Duke Street Arcade, Cardiff to sell their new novels with their Festival of Bad Ideas this week. The Carnival bookshop popped up on Sat 1 July stocking copies of Bad Ideas\Chemicals, the dark, weird debut novel by Lloyd Markham published by Parthian that has already garnered a cult buzz amongst other top writers:
‘A dark and witty take on small town life.’
– David Towsey
‘bleak, weird, grim, cool... it will probably become a cult classic.’ – Rhian Elizabeth
'Some writers try to do weird. Some writers do weird. Lloyd Markham is weird.' – Christopher Meredith
The shop also stocks Crystal Jeans' second novel Light Switches are my Kryptonite by Honno:
'In Sylvester, Crystal Jeans has created a character as evocative and alluring as her own name. Her book is an amazing piece of literary ventriloquism; convincing, moving, funny, flawlessly sustained, and utterly compelling.' – Niall Griffiths
as well as her first novel, The Vegetarian Tigers of Paradise (Honno) recently longlisted for the Polari First Book:
'Think Caitlin Moran in Gabalfa, Cardiff - dysfunctionality made humorous and page-turningly entertaining and moving.' – Tony Curtis
Several years ago. on my way home from a night out, I paused on the old bridge near the centre of town to look at the water below. I think it must have rained upstream or something because the river was surging. It looked strangely inviting to my drunken mind. I stood there watching the murky water for a long time and felt a perverse urge to jump in. Then, a passing police officer, as if sensing the bad ideas in my head, bellowed at me from the other side of the bridge, “Hey, mate, are you okay?” snapping me out of my trance.
Bad Ideas\Chemicals is a book about moments like this. Moments when you feel hypnotised by some irrational urge you cannot fathom.
It is also a book about self-destruction.