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James Kelman
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born
June 09, 1946
in Glasgow, Scotland, The United Kingdom
gender
male
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How Late It Was, How Late
   3.68 avg rating — 835 ratings
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1994
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A Disaffection
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The Busconductor Hines
3.70 avg rating — 83 ratings
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1984
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You Have to Be Careful in the Land of the Free
 3.43 avg rating — 79 ratings
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2004
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Not, Not While the Giro and Other Stories
3.79 avg rating — 68 ratings
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Greyhound for breakfast
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Kieron Smith, Boy
3.57 avg rating — 75 ratings
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2008
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The Burn
3.98 avg rating — 45 ratings
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A Chancer
3.91 avg rating — 45 ratings
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1985
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Busted Scotch: Selected Stories
3.65 avg rating — 43 ratings
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1997
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“Ninety-nine per cent of traditional English literature concerns people who never have to worry about money at all. We always seem to be watching or reading about emotional crises among folk who live in a world of great fortune both in matters of luck and money; stories and fantasies about rock stars and film stars, sporting millionaires and models; jet-setting members of the aristocracy and international financiers.”
― James Kelman
― James Kelman
“Ye wake in a corner and stay there hoping yer body will disappear, the thoughts smothering ye; these thoughts; but ye want to remember and face up to things, just something keeps ye from doing it, why can't ye no do it; the words filling yer head: then the other words; there's something wrong; there's something far far wrong; ye're no a good man, ye're just no a good man. Edging back into awareness, of where ye are: here, slumped in this corner, with these thoughts filling ye. And oh christ his back was sore; stiff, and the head pounding. He shivered and hunched up his shoulders, shut his eyes, rubbed into the corners with his fingertips; seeing all kinds of spots and lights. Where in the name of fuck...”
― James Kelman, How Late It Was, How Late
― James Kelman, How Late It Was, How Late
“But lassies are trained for it, in a manner of speaking; it's part of the growing-up process for them, young females. It doesn't happen with boys, just if you're a lassie, you've got to learn how not to talk; plus how not to look, you get trained how not to look. How not to look and how not to talk. You get trained how not to do things.”
― James Kelman
― James Kelman
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