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Books, Fiction, Hello Friend We Missed You, Parthian Books, Reviews -

June has got off to a great start for Richard Owain Roberts and his debut novel Hello Friend We Missed You. The first review, from Wales Arts Review, has come in and it's a corker!

Here are a couple of choice quotes to whet your appetite...

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Books, E-books, Fiction, News, Parthian Books -

We might have had to push back the publication date of our forthcoming titles because of you-know-what, but that doesn't mean we haven't been busy working on getting them out into the world on ebook.

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Praise for HELLO FRIEND WE MISSED YOU by Richard Owain Roberts:
 
'This is so, so good. You will no doubt read this book, as I did, with an ever-growing sense of appreciation and admiration for its wit, warmth, rhythm, poetry, and virtuoso display of a writer in complete and audacious command of his material. What is at root a simple boy-meets-girl story is transmuted into something uniquely astonishing through a wild and intrepid imagination. To repeat: this novel is so, soooo good.' – Niall Griffiths

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Fiction, Glen James Brown, Ironopolis, News, Parthian Books, Portico Prize, shortlist -

Glen James Brown's tremendous novel, Ironopolis, has been shortlisted for the prestigious Portico Prize, we found out today! With the Orwell shortlisting in the summer, we'll soon be running out of space on the cover for all the award stickers! All at Parthian are so proud of Glen - huge congratulations to him. You can read more about the Portico here.

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Fiction, Hummingbird, Shattercone, Tristan Hughes, Wales Arts Review, Writers' Rooms -

In the latest of their series taking a peek into the creative spaces of Wales’s leading authors, award-winning writer Tristan Hughes shows Wales Arts Review his cabin in the woods... 'When I was younger, I used to imagine writers’ rooms. They were romantic places; often housed somewhere in the nineteenth or early twentieth century, high up in garrets, along streets in bohemian quarters, around the corner from smoky cafes. I pictured them as repositories of long and marvellous accumulation – filled with great heaps of paper, piles of leather-bound books, a whiff of opium in the air, wine stains on...

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