A musician, painter, and rock and art critic, Shadwell hits many of the right buttons with this very recognisable portrait of buffoonery. The plot of Slush-Pile may be similar to that of Ian McEwan’s Solar (2010), which also revolves around an unlikable prize winner who is both hilariously petty and morally bankrupt, but Shadwell is funny enough to carve out his own space. If they are not always the most original laughs – Ardenne is always ‘needing a drink’ with burning urgency, while his wife ‘did not suffer fools lightly. Sadly, he was a fool’ – he wrings consistent amusement from his protagonist’s vanity and selfishness.

Shadwell does manage to locate sympathetic notes in Ardenne, such as when he finds himself reduced to a trivia answer at his local RSL. Shadwell also steers the story into much darker territory when Ardenne’s plagiarising of another writer’s work triggers violent consequences. The tonal shifts succeed for the most part, and Ardenne keeps one entertained as he blunders his way through book festivals, his first brush with manual labour, and pitiful attempts at infidelity. Beneath the laughs, meanwhile, Shadwell illuminates that perennial distinction between ‘literary fiction’ and a ‘page-turner … with broad appeal’.