Review of EPILOGUE, a lit night out

A deceptively chill new London literary salon packing big lit punches

Since moving to London, I’ve written about finding hobbies and friends, because I’m scared of being lonely and bored. But we know what we really like, don’t we? Wordish mobs. Free books. Authorial tidbits. Opportunities to espouse on what imaginary person we were actually meant to be with. Librocubicularists on tour shit.

I have struggled in the past wi…