Author:Alan Isler

Edmond Music, Catholic priest and director of Beale Hall research institute, has a secret: he doesn't believe in God. And that's not all. For the past forty years he has shared a bed with his housekeeper, Maude Moriarty from Donegal. In fact Edmond Music isn't even Edmond Music. He's Edmond Music, French child of Hungarian parents - and a Jew.
As he sees out his days in his Shropshire mansion, devoting his time to kabbalistic studies, his buried pasts threaten to end the charade. Fred Twombly, professor of English from Joliet, Illinois, and half-century-long enemy, has arrived, determined to destroy him. What may be Shakespeare's lost masterpiece has disappeared from the Hall's famous library. Edmond must be to blame.
A delightful mix of both wit and profundity. The combination of rich vocabulary, a decent plot, and Isler's unnerving ability to assume the identity of his characters can't help but result in a novel you'll wish was longer!
—— Time OutAlan Isler, as usual, manages to combine almost Wodehousian comedy with painful, unsentimental tragedy
—— Sunday TimesA superb new comic novel... wildly funny... Like the stories of Malamud and Singer one senses that the true hero of Clerical Errors is the story itself
—— Independent on SundayTerrifically funny. Isler has once again come up with a winning voice for his narrator, by turns witty, bawdy and lugubrious
—— Financial TimesA rich, rambunctious novel
—— The TimesThrough Father Music's rambling all-embracing voice, Isler gives us one of the funniest, most moving novels of faith, love and loss in years
—— Red'An explosively violent début...Nicoll reveals himself every bit as much a natural-born writer...lighting the fuses for his Highland Götterdämmerung'
—— The Scotsman'At once both brutal and beautiful...White Male Heart owes an obvious debt to Iain Banks's The Wasp Factory and a less obvious one to Andrew Greig's Electric Brae, both also remarkable debut novels by Scottish men, but Ruaridh Nicoll stakes out a corner of the territory that is uniquely his. The quality of the observation is breathtaking ...this is an absorbing and uncomfortable read, raising as many questions as it answers about what it means to be a young man in a territory where the roles are few and growing more limited with every passing year. But White Male Heart has far wider relevance than that. This is a novel that is both heart-rending and heart-stopping but which never loses sight of the importance of the blackest of humour. It is without question a welcome and worthy addition to the growing sub-genre of tartan noir'
—— VAL McDERMID , The Express






