Fletch Books
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by (shelved 24 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.90 — 8,904 ratings — published 1974

by (shelved 16 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.90 — 3,898 ratings — published 1976

by (shelved 15 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.76 — 2,448 ratings — published 1978

by (shelved 14 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.78 — 1,898 ratings — published 1985

by (shelved 13 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.70 — 1,835 ratings — published 1980

by (shelved 11 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.72 — 1,664 ratings — published 1981

by (shelved 11 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.49 — 682 ratings — published 1994

by (shelved 11 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.67 — 1,451 ratings — published 1983

by (shelved 11 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.55 — 1,472 ratings — published 1986

by (shelved 10 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.40 — 1,365 ratings — published 1984

by (shelved 10 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.56 — 894 ratings — published 1993

by (shelved 2 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.77 — 384 ratings — published 2003

by (shelved 2 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.78 — 705 ratings — published 1984

by (shelved 2 times as fletch)
avg rating 3.76 — 740 ratings — published 1981

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.75 — 54,022 ratings — published 2013

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.34 — 19,653 ratings — published 2019

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.71 — 234 ratings — published

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.05 — 147 ratings — published

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.09 — 93 ratings — published 2011

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.40 — 5 ratings — published 2003

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.86 — 137 ratings — published 2005

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.41 — 37,722 ratings — published 2022

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.00 — 708 ratings — published 2018

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.19 — 112,078 ratings — published 2015

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.09 — 60,165 ratings — published 2012

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.65 — 2,438 ratings — published 2010

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.86 — 12,823 ratings — published 2008

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.17 — 4,554 ratings — published 2006

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.25 — 4,922 ratings — published 2010

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.55 — 2,133 ratings — published 2015

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.37 — 722 ratings — published 2011

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.07 — 11,185 ratings — published 2022

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.31 — 74,099 ratings — published 2017

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.92 — 1,075,941 ratings — published 2012

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.55 — 59,411 ratings — published 2009

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.07 — 2,138,481 ratings — published 2007

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.38 — 2,902 ratings — published 2020

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.30 — 4,122 ratings — published 2019

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.96 — 3,432 ratings — published 2019

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.05 — 10,952 ratings — published 2018

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.95 — 6,676 ratings — published 2017

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.90 — 10,381 ratings — published 2016

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.80 — 27,627 ratings — published 2015

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.18 — 126,593 ratings — published 2016

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 3.88 — 630,953 ratings — published 2017

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.12 — 5,615,804 ratings — published 2012

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.30 — 118 ratings — published

by (shelved 1 time as fletch)
avg rating 4.24 — 186 ratings — published 2016

“Only fools are certain.”
― The Acid Diary
― The Acid Diary

“Love Hurts. I daresay there’s two or three poems, six novels and at least twelve songs on the subject. That’s how the Janus-faced beast of poetry gets written in the first place, in all its myriad of magical forms. So; why cover this hitherto uncharted and highly original territory? Why leap fearlessly into the unknown, nostrils flared, eyes flashing fire? Well, in the name of love, lust and limerence, why on earth not? Suffering is gratuitous and pointless, yet also vital, valuable and necessary. My last tête à tête gave me plenty, incorporating elements of the forbidden, of rebellion, pornography, pregnancy, parental approval – followed by fury – of infidelity, friend estrangement, life on one island that was heavenly and a second that veered between purgatorial and infernal, of violence, miscarriage, masturbating Indians, pepper spray, antipathy, disloyalty, evictions, a planned future, failed globetrotting and habitual lies, whilst being indicative of a wider, all-encompassing social corrosion, and while the story itself may remain merely hinted at or alluded to in the course of this generalised polemic, it’s as worthy or valid as any other such tale told round the campfire and whispered across the beaches of the world.
All life’s a roll of the dice, tiger; ride into the bastard storm and if your wounds hurt, be grateful you survived to lick them, even in the darkest nights of the soul when the sun is a mattress fire the god of your love died in. Love Hurts, and in a stupendous and savage cosmos, it’s my right to sit at the keyboard and bleed. Besides, love, poverty and war are the necessary accoutrements to a fulfilled life; this is the all-encompassing theme of our human condition and the crooning, persuasive symphony of that philosophically unfathomable miracle of life itself… especially as love leads to poverty and war. Man is born unto trouble as the sparks fly upward, after all. I certainly am… we choose our own chains...
~excerpt, "Love Hurts”
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All life’s a roll of the dice, tiger; ride into the bastard storm and if your wounds hurt, be grateful you survived to lick them, even in the darkest nights of the soul when the sun is a mattress fire the god of your love died in. Love Hurts, and in a stupendous and savage cosmos, it’s my right to sit at the keyboard and bleed. Besides, love, poverty and war are the necessary accoutrements to a fulfilled life; this is the all-encompassing theme of our human condition and the crooning, persuasive symphony of that philosophically unfathomable miracle of life itself… especially as love leads to poverty and war. Man is born unto trouble as the sparks fly upward, after all. I certainly am… we choose our own chains...
~excerpt, "Love Hurts”
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