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NED BEAUMAN HAS BEEN NAMED AS ONE OF GRANTA MAGAZINE’S BEST OF YOUNG BRITISH NOVELISTS 2013

LONGLISTED FOR THE 2012 MAN BOOKER PRIZE

AN OBSERVER BOOK OF THE YEAR

A DAILY TELEGRAPH BOOK OF THE YEAR

AN EVENING STANDARD BOOK OF THE YEAR

The fantastically inventive, ingenious and hilarious second novel from Ned Beauman, author of the acclaimed and prizewinning BOXER, BEETLE.

HISTORY HAPPENED WHILE YOU WERE HUNGOVER

When you haven’t had sex in a long time, it feels like the worst thing
that could ever happen to anyone.

If you’re living in Germany in the 1930s, it probably isn’t.

But that’s no consolation to Egon Loeser, whose carnal misfortunes will push him from the experimental theatres of Berlin to the absinthe bars of Paris to the physics laboratories of Los Angeles, trying all the while to solve two mysteries: whether it was really a deal with Satan that claimed the life of his hero, the great Renaissance stage designer Adriano Lavicini; and why a handsome, clever, charming, modest guy like him can’t, just once in a while, get himself laid.

From the author of the acclaimed BOXER, BEETLE comes a historical novel that doesn’t know what year it is; a noir novel that turns all the lights on; a romance novel that arrives drunk to dinner; a science fiction novel that can’t remember what ‘isotope’ means; a stunningly inventive, exceptionally funny, dangerously unsteady and (largely) coherent novel about sex, violence, space, time, and how the best way to deal with history is to ignore it.

LET’S HOPE THE PARTY WAS WORTH IT

(P)2012 Hodder & Stoughton

Critics Review

  • Less than two years after his multi-award-winning debut ‘Boxer, Beetle’ Ned Beauman returns with another fizzing firework of a caper, featuring as many cracking escapades as its predecessor . . . His prose is wonderfully discursive and buzzes with originality, while scenes of pure farce nod respectfully to Thomas Pynchon and Hunter S Thompson . . . his bold characterisations, slapstick humour, slick similes and tangential subplots are sublime. A strong, smart follow-up that proves Beauman is more than comfortable with the hype he’s created for himself.

    Time Out
  • Terrific . . . if there was ever any worry that he might have crammed all his ideas into his first book, this makes it clear he kept a secret bunker of his best ones aside.

    Guardian
  • ‘If you care about contemporary writing, you must read this . . . BOXER, BEETLE was acclaimed as the most inventive fictional debut in years, buzzing with energy and ideas, and Beauman’s second novel keeps up the pace’

    Tatler
  • Funny and startlingly inventive . . . Beauman is a writer of prodigious talent, and there are enough ideas and allusions and comic set pieces in this work, longlisted for the 2012 Man Booker Prize, to fill myriad lesser novels.

    FT
  • A glorious, over-the-top production, crackling with inventive wit and seething with pitchy humour . . . A beguiling success . . . Ingenious . . . There is such an easy felicity in Beauman’s writing and such a clever, engaging wit . . . that one feels he could write something as much fun every two years. The prospect of which makes me very, very happy indeed.

    Scotsman
  • An extraordinary, Pynchonesque flea-circus of a book…Ned Beauman’s pyrotechnical comic novel, his second, is as violently clever as you’d expect from his earlier book, BOXER, BEETLE… [a] frantically entertaining pasteboard extravaganza

    The Sunday Times

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