Troubles, by J G Farrell was today announced as the winner of the Lost Man Booker Prize, forty years after it was published. Due to a change in the rules that year – 1970 – it missed out on the award.
But better late, than never, hey?
I’d like to imagine Mr Farrell (who ascended in 1979), sitting back in his lounge chair with a fine Cuban cigar (I imagine him smoking for some reason) and an expensive cognac, feeling pretty darn good about himself. There will be angels singing, of course, and other dead writers patting him on the back (no nasty rivalry in heaven). And he’ll be getting very excited about the plot for his latest novel. We won’t get to read it unfortunately .
Not yet, anyway.