Burrowing under the perimeter fence of the grandest of Grand Projects - the giant myth that is 2012's London Olympics - Ghost Milk explores a landscape under sentence of death and soon to be scorched by riots. This is a road map to a possible future as well as Iain Sinclair's most powerful statement yet on the throwaway impermanence of the present. 'Wonderful, sharp, amusing, grippingly atmospheric. One of our most dazzling prose stylists.' Daily Telegraph 'A scorching diatribe.' Independent 'Sinclair views London through a distortingly surreal lens; a striking visual poetry and tart black comedy are extracted from even the most hopeless of London locations. For those unfamiliar with Sinclair's work, Ghost Milkis a good place to start.' Spectator 'Inventive, dazzling, arresting. Sinclair lays bare the human consequences and mourns the disruption of communities, the erasure of history and of a sense of place and continuity. This is Sinclair at his best. He is the archetypal whistleblower, a pricker of vainglorious and self-promoting hyperbole. A superb chronicle of an improbable dream that has descended to a nightmare. It is essential reading for all Londoners curious about their city.' Dan Cruickshank, New Statesman 'Be warned- Ghost Milkreads like some whimsical meld of the poet Allen Ginsberg, comic books writer Alan Moore and an anarchists' message board. Highly alienating.' Evening Standard 'A wounding assault.' DJ Taylor, Independent on Sunday 'Sinclair's literary excavations of London's memory go deeper than anyone's.' Time Out… (more)