“And I was a god, but only in my bedroom and when I had the pen in my hand. That night, rain tapping at my window, my pyjamas were chafing and I felt unsafe and in love and as powerless as a human.”

Damian Theuma believes he is the best writer of his generation; he’s on the cusp of completing the novel that perfectly captures his home country: Malta.
He assembles a group of like-minded writers with the sole purpose of sabotaging their work, but this terrible ambition gets complicated when he falls in love with one of them.
M is about identity and aspiration and about the elusive island of Malta.