PAUL FUSSELL IS a famous literary scholar and historian who sixty years ago served in the American infantry in France, and was badly wounded in 1945. The purpose of his new book is to present compelling evidence against ‘a return … to military romanticism, which, if not implying that war is really good for you, does suggest that it contains desirable elements – pride, companionship, and the consciousness of virtue enforced by deadly weapons’. In short sections, almost like accurate barrages of artillery fire, Fussell destroys most of the myths and whatever romance lingers about our perception of war.

Literary Review

Aug 2004

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William Palmer

Miles from Nowhere

Dad Land

Southern Man

Guernsey’s Finest

When the Circus Came to Town

Septentrional Wizadry

Music to Make You Smile

Going out of Print

Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

Words, Words, Words

Our Man In London

Coastal Calamity

The Cretan Paradox

Europeans For Sale

The Road To Hell

Books And The Night

Summer In A Jar

The Ragman’s Trumpet

When the Levee Breaks

Red Gold

Why Are You Telling Me This?

Ad Astra

Navigating the Past

The Queen’s Missing Head