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Iain Sinclair and me — Michael Moorcock meets his semi-mythical version

Sinclair is one of our finest writers, says Michael Moorcock, and London Overground is one vast, pumping, blaring, rattling, melancholy, celebratory cultural circus

20 June 2015

9:00 AM

20 June 2015

9:00 AM

London Overground: A Day’s Walk Around the Ginger Line Iain Sinclair

Hamish Hamilton, pp.259, £16.99, ISBN: 9780241146958

In the late 1980s Peter Ackroyd invited me to meet Iain Sinclair, whose first novel, White Chappell, Scarlet Tracings, I had greatly admired. Ackroyd initially knew Sinclair as a poet, author of Lud Heat, an influence on his own wonderful novel Hawksmoor. Passionately interested in London, the three of us began to meet regularly.

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