This very funny book is hard to categorise. Is it fiction or non-fiction? Is it a biography or a book about not writing a biography? Having read it, I still don’t know the answer but I’m tempted to say that’s it’s all of those things.
Geoff Dyer, or a fictionalised version of him, wants to write a book about DH Lawrence. However, he alternates between being paralysed by procrastination and restless to the point that he can barely stay in one country. He’s in Paris when the book begins but believes he can’t write there and gives up his apartment with the intention of moving to Rome. Having given up his apartment, he becomes convinced that he can’t write anywhere else but Paris but it’s too late.