September 2018’s choice is…

The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks

Two years after I killed Blyth I murdered my young brother Paul, for quite different reasons than I’d disposed of Blyth, and then a year after that I did for my young cousin Esmerelda more or less on a whim.

That’s my score to date.


I haven’t killed anybody for years, and don’t intend to ever again.

It was just a stage I was going through.

Enter – if you can bear it – the extraordinary private world of frank, just sixteen, and unconventional, to say the least.