Abel Blood sits alone at his red Smith Corona portable typewriter, composing his version of the events of spring 1976. The story he tells brings back names and faces he would rather forget. In a world of addicts, artists, innocents and undercover policemen, Blood must account for his own regrettable actions as well as the tragic consequences of lives being lived at high intensity. Blood is a disturbance on the literary scene. Horribly funny, searingly honest, this is a novel which arrives from a deeply original vision.
Geoff Cochrane was born in 1951 and lives in Wellington.