
I, Lucifer
The prince of darkness is a gentleman….William Shakespeare
A friend of mine works in a bookstore and recommended I,Lucifer a couple of years ago. He knows my taste in books so I thought I’d give it a try. Saying that it’s a page-turner, that I couldn’t put it down even after I had read it twice over, is a huge understatement. Truth is, the reader is immediately drawn into witnessing a series of events and afterthoughts that are unbelievably funny, cheeky, wicked and dark at the same time. Before long, I found myself empathising with Lucifer….at which point, having been a sad soul entrapped in a catholic convent school for many years, I felt compelled to put the book down and tell myself “It’s Lucifer, for God’s sake! You’re feeling sorry for THE DEVIL”. Well…it is at this stage that Duncan’s work should be appreciated beyond it’s literary value….because despite the nuns’ influence and years of daily doses of guilt tripping, I picked the book back up and said “Yeah…so what?!”
Read it.

