My Booky Wook by Russell Brand
I’d not paid much attention to Russell Brand before I went to go see Rock of Ages, but somewhere between my second viewing of Rock of Ages and the beginning of July, I’ve ended up journeying on a Russell Brand archive binge. I’ve always loved British comics (Eddie Izzard is my heart) and, while Brand can be a hit or miss kind of guy for most people, he definitely works for me, despite the fact that I’m ace and he’s had an award for shagging renamed in his honor. So of course the archive binge took a turn for the literary, when I remembered he actually had a book (or two; My Booky Wook 2 is a thing and kind of sad in retrospect since it’s dedicated to his ex-wife).
The Literary Omnivore 