From The Blog
20 May 2025
‘Home,’ Mark Fisher wrote in Ghosts of My Life, ‘is where the haunt is.’ And ‘the house always wins.’ My boiler whispers and grunts in the night. I feel the presence of my sofa creeping around behind me all day. The damp stains on the walls look like unhappy figures from Frank Auerbach’s charcoal sketches. I’ve just read Róisín Lanigan’s first novel, I Want to Go Home but I’m Already There, in which she uses the rental crisis in London as the background to a paranormal story that’s all too plausible.
