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Longlist author insights - What is your favourite Man Booker-winning novel?

Longlist author insights - What is your favourite Man Booker-winning novel?

In the last of our longlist author insights, ahead of the 2012 Man Booker Prize Shortist announcement tomorrow, we find out which previous winners can also claim to be a favourite amongst this years' longlisted authors.

Nicola Barker: Okay, repress the automatic yawns; Rushdie's Midnight's Children. Duh.

Ned Beauman: The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro.

André Brink: This is a really tough one. Midnight’s Children?  But how could I omit The Remains of the Day, or Possession, or Life of Pi? I’d  hate to be on a panel forced to choose among these.

Tan Twan Eng: Midnight’s Children, by Salman Rushdie. Reading it is exhausting and exhilarating at the same time.

Michael Frayn: The one about the… what was it?  There was this man, and something happened, only… I don’t know, my memory’s not so good these days… but I really enjoyed it.  Or was that one I didn’t like?

Rachel Joyce: Offshore by Penelope Fitzgerald.

Deborah Levy: In her day, I would have liked Muriel Spark to have won, and of course Angela Carter too. I admired Ballard’s Empire of the Sun – overall, Ballard is my favourite writer. Yet my favourite Man Booker-winning novel has to be Rushdie’s Midnight’s Children; in 1981 it was new and exhilarating - and it still is.

Hilary Mantel: The Siege of Krishnapur, by J.G. Farrell (1973).

Alison Moore: I was very impressed by Peter Carey’s True History of the Kelly Gang.

Will Self: Looking back over the list I see I've read 7.5 of the winners over the years (the .5 was Ondaatje's The English Patient which I thought good. It a tad rich, so left half for later). Of the seven I've liked Carey's Oscar and Lucinda, Golding's Rites of Passage and Amis's The Old Devils pretty much equally. I think I could reread Scott's Staying On - Naipaul's In a Free State also; I did reread some of Midnight's Children recently and enjoyed anew its great and visceral vigour, but its close parallels to Grass's Tin Drum are a little egregious.

Jeet Thayil: V.S. Naipaul’s In A Free State, which is an unusual book for this writer. The title story is a portrait of a gay white man on a road trip home in Africa. Recommended for its creeping sense of dread.

Sam Thompson: James Kelman’s How Late It Was, How Late.