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Fiend de la litt a continué

Continental lit fiends gather round. The December edition of Tra Ver Sees – Issue 82 is out now! And inside are 7 Ridgwell pomes. That’s right 7, so turn off the Jacques Brel, put down Madam Bovary, stub out the gauloise, and get thee to your nearest independent Parisian  or Brussels book shop to order a copy or better still, several. There are some giants of writing inside including Emily Dickinson and one of my fav writers, who is also strangely enough named after me – JR Helton! Check out the pics below for a peep!

UK Islander folk – do not fear if like many of your fellow country men and women you can’t read French. Get thee to the Eurostar for verily beside each French translation is the original in Anglais!

And before you ask, no I don’t know if you can purchase this literary gem online. You probably can but I don’t know how or why or even if I care. Anyway, what are you a recluse!

A special honourable mention must go to that young bastard – Poet Tom Buron – who did an excellent job translating my poems into French. Vive La France!

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Milk race rascals – stay put. For here it comes. Prepare to be spellbound. Una dos trios, – here we go round the mulberry bush…

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Mexico

Well lit fiends, gather round, and listen in. Finally it is here – the final part of the Pig Ear Press Trilogy – Mexico. A beautiful book, a beautiful story – so do not delay. That’s right start pumping those paypal buttons like the demented bibliophiles that you undoubtedly are! Go HERE! – PIGEAR PRESS

And milk race devotees. Do not fear – the 4th Emergency Service is here in the form of a bonafide Super 8MM eyeball twister! Una dos tres – do the hustle! What’s that? A bit grainy I hear you say, well use your imagination for once why don’t cha!

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Burrito Deluxe – Book of the Week

Lit fiends, put your cider tins down, and gather round. Tomorrow – Saturday 26th November 2016 – I will be live and in person at the Scottish Design Exchange, signing copies of my novel Burrito Deluxe, which has been named Book of the Week. So, if you’re in the Edinburgh area, come along to Ocean Terminal in Leith from noon onwards and get a personally signed copy of the road novel to end all road novels. And remember if you join them you will always be at odds with them and everything they stand for! P.S There’s a free mannequin with every book sold! Get thee to Ocean Terminal in Leith or forever feel left out in the cold like a mug.

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Milk Race Speed Freaks. Stay nimble-fingered.I never, ever forget you bunch of sad lonely tug-boat enthusiasts. Check out this High Res 8MM amaze ball loin-tingler! One, two, three, So fee, fi, fo, fum, look out baby coz here I come…

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Outlaw Poetry & Cosmic Gigantic Flywheel

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Okay – gather round lit fiends – as you are aware, languishing as you do in your cock-roach infested bedsits all over the world, my work is not the easiest to find or get your sordid mitts upon. My work has been published in a variety of small international artisan presses, and even by a tiny press on a small island in the Mediterranean, and you have to be in the know to know. Señor Pedro knows what I’m on about. Most are limited editions, one book was so limited that it run to 25 copies only. Some are long out of print and others are expensive and well beyond the means of a lowly down at heel lit fiend.

And yet fret no more fiends for every now and then Ridgwell goes back to the electronic format of yesteryear and some stuff appears in the online arena. Outlaw poetry is one of the more established online literary sites and boasts a roll call of bonafide outlaw and outsider poets and writers. Click on the link below to read poems from my 6th and latest collection – Cosmic Gigantic Flywheel – which hopefully will see the light of day sometime in 2017. That’s if I can find a publisher crazy enough to publish the fucker.

So click and read and let me know what ya think of my latest shit. Have I slipped, have I finally lost my mind, or as usual, have I got my A game on and remain at least 20 years ahead of the chasing pack!

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Milk Race Aficionados. Stay sane and check out this 8mm stunner from the Fourth Emergency Service’s Top Gun room. One, two, three, is anybody going to San Antone or Phoenix Arizona…

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The Edinburgh Inch Continued…

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These little treasures will be available to view, pick up, even take away from the Scottish Design Exchange tomorrow onwards. And while you’re there make sure to to browse their esoteric bookstore, which contains some of the more harder to find underground publications, books you most certainly will not find in Waterstones or WH Smith. And also check out all the other goodies they have on offer.

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Lit Fiend mail continued…

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Lit Fiend Mail…Don’t cha just love it!

If any of you fiends want one of these Poems For All Saturday Night Specials then get in touch via the contact page of this site, or email, or shitter, or some other way. Just don’t go turning up at the door of Ranchlette Ridgwell as, like Greta Garbo, I want to be alone.

Just in case some of you fruits are not hip to the size of these fuckers then see the pic below which will give you a little illumination, via a size contrast. I mean, some of you might think they are an eight hundred page weighty tome, you know like the ones the mainstream keep pumping out at the moment that nobody reads! Mainstream, we, the readers just do not have the attention span or even the capability to read such lengthy books. You should have learned that from Moby Dick, or Clarissa – the History of a Young Lady – by Samuel Richardson. Just one look at those meaty fuckers is enough to induce instant myopia.

Anyway – here’s the pic…

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Milk Race Fanatics. I’ll admit I’ve starved you bunch of perverted wankers. But keep with me and stay sane. Now, check out this Super 8mm eyeball cruncher!

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Lit Fiend Mail Continued…

20160823_115214Long ago and far away… That’s how it seems anyway, my days, years, spent in Kings Cross, Sydney NSW. All those streets I walked not so long ago… Anyway, after a few weeks respite, Dave the Postie once again arrived at the door of Ranchlette Ridgwell grumbling all the way…

‘More books Ridgwell, always books.’

‘Better than bills.’

‘I could get a slipped disc.’

‘Six months off on full pay, you’ll be laughing.’

Strangely Dave didn’t laugh at that, no sense of humour, but he did hand over several packages. And yes, as you marinate in your lonely wood louse infested bedsits, you’ve guessed it my fellow bibliophiles – more lit fiend mail.

This time, the third and final instalment of my novel – The Cross – arrived courtesy of Martin Appleby’s Paper and Ink Magazine and obtainable by clicking on this link – The Cross Part 3. I know fiends have been waiting for this mother to arrive on their doormat with thee old baited breath. And will it let them down, will it fuck! Adorned with classic Cross photography by Abbie Foxton part 3 finds the walls closing in on the three main characters and as the end of the century approaches Kings Cross is about to witness events that will change the glittering half mile forever! Just remember that the Cross is a state of mind!!

Next up Miss Urchin Belle’s – The Sunlight Pilgrims – follow up to her debut smash – The Panopticon – word on the lit vine is that shooting of the Panopticon is due to start within weeks! See stop press for further details. The SP’s is a disaster catastrophe end of the world identity-crisis combo, with all of the Belle’s trademark literary stye and verve – dealing with both the ugly and the beautiful in this world. Some hack referred to the book as possibly belonging to a genre known as Cli-Fi! No disrespect to the hack, but Cli-Fi sounds too close to Clit-Fi. What is it with these numptys, always having to pigeon hole shit. Lord give me the strength! Anyway the book is a killer and available from all good book stores. Pick up a copy el pronto is my advice!

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And last but not least. PUSH 22! Now, it doesn’t seem so long ago that PUSH head honcho Joe England called me and told me that he was thinking about putting a literary magazine together. I told him to stop talking about it and just do it, and the rest as they say is history. PUSH 22 is about as good as it gets, with some excellent poetry and fiction and a fascinating interview withMatt Johnson of The The. To purchase a copy, and you’ll need to start pumping those paypal buttons like a fiend possessed as those mothers sell out faster than you can squish another woodlice – go here – PUSH 22

Just one more thing lit fiends, word on the vine is that I’ll be reading at an event in September. (See poster for details) And see the fake book page. Absinthe & Anarchy You all know I hate readings, the sound of my own voice truly can freak me at any given moment, but every now and then I put on my smoking jacket and hit the road…

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And of course, my dear little tug boat ultras. Would I ever forget you darling wankers. No way Jose. Check out this Super 8mm stunner from the Top Gun Room. One, two, three, when you go down to the woods today…

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