I’ll never forget how I felt when I turned the last page of The Wasp Factory. I was stunned. Stunned by the talent, the story telling, the words I had just read. Iain had take me to a strange, troubled and disturbing world from where I didn’t want to leave.
And I still don’t.
Although I’m not a lover of the Iain M Banks novels, the man just doesn’t know how to write a bad book. God, I’m going to miss him.
You can tell from the pics below how proud I was to meet him at Wordfest in 2011 and have him sign my daughter’s copy of The Wasp Factory and my copy of Transition.
Let’s all send a prayer, a vibration to the universe to hope the man has peace and love in his final months.