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James Lasdun
(b.1958)James Lasdun was born in London and now lives in upstate New York. He has published two collections of short stories and three books of poetry. His story The Siege was adapted by Bernardo Bertolucci for his film Beseiged. He co-wrote the screenplay for the film Sunday (based on another of his stories) which won Best Feature and Best Screenplay awards at Sundance, 1997. He is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship in poetry, and currently teaches poetry and fiction workshops at Princeton.
Awards: BBC (2006) see all
Genres: Literary Fiction
Novels
Collections
The Silver Age (1985)
Delirium Eclipse (1985)
A Jump Start (poems) (1987)
Lasdun Jump (poems) (1989)
Three Evenings (1992)
The Revenant (poems) (1995)
Woman Police Officer in Elevator (poems) (1997)
Besieged (1999)
aka The Siege
Landscape with Chainsaw (poems) (2001)
It's Beginning To Hurt (2009)
Water Sessions (poems) (2012)
Bluestone (poems) (2015)
Victory (2019)
Delirium Eclipse (1985)
A Jump Start (poems) (1987)
Lasdun Jump (poems) (1989)
Three Evenings (1992)
The Revenant (poems) (1995)
Woman Police Officer in Elevator (poems) (1997)
Besieged (1999)
aka The Siege
Landscape with Chainsaw (poems) (2001)
It's Beginning To Hurt (2009)
Water Sessions (poems) (2012)
Bluestone (poems) (2015)
Victory (2019)
Non fiction show
Books containing stories by James Lasdun
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James Lasdun recommends
I Was the President's Mistress!! (2022)
Miguel Syjuco
"It's a rare novel that leaves you reeling simultaneously with admiration, exhaustion, amazement at its author's reach and skill, and desolation at the world it spreads out before you . . . Syjuco writes in English peppered with Filipinisms, and has fashioned a flexible, pun-riddled argot that adapts itself beautifully to a range of types . . . The best of [the novel's monologues] strike me as miniature masterpieces of the form, combining technical virtuosity with a psychological penetration that exposes the precise emotional dynamic driving each of these warped and riven figures, and then traces its evolution into their political outlook . . . That [Vita] is almost certainly the best hope for her country is a chilling notion, all the more so for the resemblance of that tottering republic to our own."
