Iain Banks was born in Dunfermline, Scotland on February 16, 1954 and died on June 9, 2013 in Kirkaldy, Scotland. Iain Banks achieved immense acclaim and success for his first novel, The Wasp Factory. It is an unusual story with a surprising twist which caught the imagination of many readers and won him a large audience. Banks followed the Wasp Factory with Walking on Glass, and The Bridge, a surreal novel about the Forth bridge, a car accident and a nightmare. In 1987, Iain Banks turned his attention to science fiction and published the first of his Culture novels, Consider Phlebas. See a list of Iain M Banks Books
Book Review:Three characters of intense perversity occupy this tale and are set for a climatic finish.
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Book Review:A man lies in a coma after a near fatal accident. His body broken, his memory vanished, he finds himself in the surreal world of the bridge, a world free of the usual constraints of time and space.
Book Review:Iain Banks Daniel has had a glittering career which has had its ups and downs. But where does he go now?
Book Review:Iain Banks A few spliffs, a spot of mild S&M, phone through the copy for tomorrow`s front page. Catch up with the latest from your mystery source, could be big, could be very big, in fact, just a regular day at the office for free wheeling, substance abusing Cameron Colley, a fully paid-up Gonzo hack on an Edinburgh newspaper.
Book Review:Truth and falsehood, kinship and betrayal, herbal cigarettes and compact discs. Whit is an explosion of the techno ridden barrenness of modern Britain from a niche perspective.
Book Review:A couple of ice cubes first, then the apple that really started it all. A loft apartment in London`s East End; cool but doomed, demolition and redevelopment slated for the following week. Ken Nott, devout contrarian leftish shockjock attending a midweek wedding lunch, starts dropping stuff off the roof towards the deserted car park a hundred feet below. Other guests join in and soon half the contents of the flat are following the fruit towards the pitted tarmac.... just as mobiles start to ring, and the apartment`s remaining TV is turned on, because apparently a plane has crashed into the World Trade Centre...