Sometimes you have to get lost to find yourself
Francis is a journalist looking for a big story in the tiny kingdom of Panga. He finds himself attempting to liberate a bunch of child slaves making sex toys for the West. Toss in an African pilgrim named Easter on a quest to find his grandfather’s grave filled with pirate gold, a military regime oppressing the citizens of Panga, and a Bollywood romance — pandemonium ensues.
‘A riot! This novel is so funny I laughed aloud in my sober study, and it is so frighteningly sharp I cut my finger and my heart turning the pages. A winner.’
Thomas Shapcott, judge of the IMPAC Dublin Literary Awards
‘Along with its farce and game-playing, Pangamonium is a sharp critique of global capitalism. Lively and intelligent, it shows genuine compassion for those who suffer while others get rich.’
Nigel Krauth, winner of The Australian/Vogel’s Literary Award
‘This novel is accomplished, excellently presented, amusing, and not without political point. The story is always entertaining, the narrative effectively and dramatically marshalled — like Alejo Carpentier meets Anthony Bourdain.’
Don Anderson, literary critic