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    <body><![CDATA[an early novel by Iain Banks<br/><br/>short plot description: we follow three seemingly unrelated stories. Graham Park is head-over-heels in love but the object of his affections keeps him at arms length. Steven Grout is suffering from paranoid delusions and thinks he is an alien participant of a ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/32004770">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Only for Banks completists. He was evidently dissatisfied with this book, and rewrote it as <em>The Bridge</em>. The second version is far superior, in fact arguably his best novel. The first is not more than so-so.<br/><br/>I did however like the hero's encounter with the irritating little imp. He wants t...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/38366859">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Walking on Glass is as underrated as it is brilliant. Iain Bank's enigmatic novel of artifice and the inherent failings of humanity has often left readers bemused and frustrated. This reviewer has little more to offer in terms of unlocking the complexities of this awesome book, save that part of Ban...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/39502754">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[By the author of &quot;Canal Dreams&quot; and &quot;The Wasp Factory&quot;, this novel is about three men - Graham Park, Steven Grant and Quiss. No trio of people could be further apart, but their separate courses are set for collision.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[(2.5 stars) This was the first Iain (M.) Banks that I read, on the recommendation of some rave reviews of his other books.  Admittedly, I picked this particular one because the book was physically small enough to fit in my carry-on.<br/><br/>The first quarter of the book was promising, setting up ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/80807876">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA['Her eyes were black, wide as though with some sustained surprise, the skin from their outer corners to her small ears taut. Her lips were pale, and nearly too full for her small mouth, like something bled but bruised. He had never seen anyone or anything quite so beautiful in his life.'  Graham Park is in love. But Sara Fitch is an enigma to him, a creature of almost perverse mystery. Steven Grout is paranoid - and with justice. He knows that They are out to get him. They are. Quiss, insecure in his fabulous if ramshackle castle, is forced to play interminable impossible games. The solution to the oldest of all paradoxical riddles will release him. But he must find an answer before he knows the question.  Park, Grout, Quiss - no trio could be further apart. But their separate courses are set for collision.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[It was disjointed, choppy, and disorienting.  Like Mr. Banks took three separate stories, threw it in a blender, pulsed for a few seconds and called that a novel.  I'm sure that's how he intends it to be, though.<br/><br/>I lost interest about half way through, having been charmed by none of the c...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/27051001">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I have marked this book as fantasy, but it is not easy to class, as it is actually three novellas in one, with enough links to keep them close, but still very separate. <br/><br/>The first one is a story of love in current (when written) London. I consider it the best written, though the story is ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/16305034">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Hmmmmm.  The first book by Banks I've read and not so sure I choose wisely.  An odd book with three stories sort of weaving into each other leading to an ambiguous and slightly baffling ending.  Not too sure what to make of it all.  Still, the imagery in the castle was a wonder. ]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[What on earth is all that about?]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Walking On Glass by Iain Banks (1992)]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Only Banks' second novel, but many of the themes in his later works appear here. I really enjoyed the book, especially the Hitchhiker's references and the description of the Castle and its environs.  Although many other reviewers have said the ideas begun here are better represented in The Bridge (a...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/23735747">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Like others, I saw good writing here, technically, but the story didn't hang together. You read the blurb about &quot;three different stories being interwoven&quot;, and assume that they'll merge eventually. When you're halfway through and they still haven't, you have to start leaning on faith. When...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/32805670">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[To be honest, i didn't fully understand this one. Three separate stories that didn't fully combine as I was expecting, though I suspect I missed something. Still, inventive and interesting.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I'm sure that the three storylines woven together here signify something, and that the imaginative outer-world is a meaningful metaphor for something. I just couldn't find a reason to give a crap about any of the characters.<br/><br/>Maybe it's an empathetic deficiency on my part, but somehow the ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/8220639">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Bewildering and intriguing in equal measures, particularly the story of the game players in the glass prison. Three short stories run through this book and I expected them to come together at some point, and although they do, to a degree at the very end, I finished this book feeling disappointed des...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/11153578">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[3 stories. 2 good. 1 book.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Complex and interesting enough to keep me reading but failed to come together enough to satisfy. Three disparate tales told that try to come together in the end. Don t let this stop you reading his other science fiction which is top notch.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Fairly creepy novel. Three stories link up in an [obviously] unexpected way. I found the ending a little unfulfilling, though - it's a bit of a big reveal that's not hugely rewarding. Still, the read is worth it.]]></body>
    
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