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<strong>Spike</strong> | 15 YEARS OF BOOKS, MUSIC, ART, IDEAS | www.spikemagazine.com<br />

is a subjective reader are full of shit. Just as I am trying<br />

to break down my resistance to writing books, so<br />

I suppose at the same time, I am trying to break down<br />

peoples resistance to reading them. Book’s aren’t life,<br />

they are just books.”<br />

Somewhat ironically however, Self is a believer in<br />

the text as a non-factual body of words which stems<br />

from his early attempts at writing. “I had a great deal<br />

of difficulty with the feeling that I didn’t have anything<br />

to say, that everything had been written already and<br />

which really bedevilled me.” As a result Self has go<br />

on to essentially redefine his role as an author. “I think<br />

of writing as a sculptural medium. You are not building<br />

things. You are removing things, chipping away at<br />

language to reveal a living form, I think I am merely<br />

the midwife in that sense.”<br />

True when you consider that he has delivered some of<br />

the most provocative fiction of the last ten years. Self’s<br />

stories are “a fundamental assault”, not just on the over<br />

indulgent and emotional realism of contemporary fiction,<br />

but on “the antinomies of organised social living”.<br />

“People always say that they are full of sex, and drugs<br />

and violence … I am not writing Jane Austen, but they<br />

are only full of those things in so far as it is necessary<br />

for them to mirror what I am trying to describe.” Believing<br />

that a writer should have the courage of his own<br />

perversions, Self sees his work as “perverse only in the<br />

sense of the willingness to look upon the things that<br />

BUY Will Self books online from and<br />

other people regard as serious. I regard myself as quite<br />

a puritan. I am quite a prudish person”.<br />

The scene however in the concluding story of the<br />

new collection, ‘The Nonce Prize’ of a murdered<br />

child , the victim of a pederasts, whose dismembered<br />

body, dressed only in a Toy Story T-shirt, is bound<br />

to attract criticism. Yet for Self, “an image like that<br />

has a total necessity, the mixing of the mundane with<br />

the extremely horrible. Of course it is deliberately<br />

shocking”, but what he plays on is our sense of simultaneous<br />

aversion and innate attraction to the dark<br />

of human nature; the necessity to explore the depths<br />

of human potentiality. In a period in which politicians,<br />

priests and the press are agonising about how<br />

to find a basis for morality, Self’s ideas, lubricious as<br />

they seem, are in fact profoundly principled. For the<br />

author they represent “a chronic jouissance” which<br />

reflects how people are increasingly finding consummate<br />

enjoyment within signs of guilt, despair,<br />

violence and death. “I am alluding to possibilities<br />

that we know are actualities. Just as sex and drugs<br />

continue to have their own pornography, the focusing<br />

of sexual relief into ritualised posture, the need<br />

to engage in a constructive relationship with power<br />

or with society, with having children or the meaning<br />

of generations. All these things seem to be subjected<br />

to their own pornography. I hate that about modern<br />

society, it is revolting.”<br />

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