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ISBN 978-1-909585-41-6
 first published July 2021; 192 pp
paperback with endpapers; 198 x 129 mm


Charles Boyle was born in 1951. He has published poetry, fiction and non-fiction under his own name and two pen names. In 2007 he founded the small press CB editions.
Charles Boyle, The Other Jack
A book about books, mostly

... and bonfires, clichés, dystopias, failure, happiness, jokes, justice, privilege, publishing, rejection, self-loathing, shoplifting and umbrellas.

For the full range of subjects discussed, click here to download the index.

My granny used to say, when she saw me getting teary over a film we were watching on TV, ‘It’s only a story.’  When Robyn’s bike was stolen and I offered sympathy, she responded, ‘It’s only money.’ A woman once said to me, grinning from ear to ear, ‘It’s only sex.’ To someone despairing of the judges’ decision, I want to say, ‘It’s only a book.’ But it is never only anything.

Writer and reader meet in cafés to talk about books – that’s the plot. There are arguments, spilt coffee, deaths both in life and in fiction, and rain and laughter.

‘It’s like being in the company of a beloved friend who’s had a bit too much to drink (maybe) and wants to share a lot of nonsense which, perhaps, is not so nonsensical as it seems ... This is a gem.’
    – John Sandoe Bookshop

‘I can’t think of a wittier, more engaging, stylistically audacious, attentive and generous writer working in the English language right now.’
– Nicholas Lezard in the Guardian on Jack Robinson, a pen name of Charles Boyle

Also from CBe by Charles Boyle, writing as Jack Robinson:


Blush (with Natalia Zagorska-Thomas): ‘The book constantly points to blushing’s abiding context, that of the tactile and libidinous body.’ – Zoë Hu, The Believer

Good Morning, Mr Crusoe: ‘Crusoe’s staunchly Anglo-Saxon identity is manufactured and this insecure fiction explains his prickly mistrust of others. In one of his acutest perceptions, Robinson says that this autocratic man has a “sense of embattlement” that is “the obverse of his sense of entitlement”. Hence his bristling paranoia ...’ – Peter Conrad, Observer

An Overcoat: Scenes from the Afterlife of H.B.:‘The most innovative, intelligent, vertiginous novel to appear in years.’ – Frances Wilson, Times Literary Supplement