Sunday, November 22, 2009

Back to adult fiction with Juliet Naked

Moved from teenage fantasy/romance to middle-aged angst in a few days. Nick Hornby is consistently enjoyable. And his latest, Juliet Naked, is his best - so far. Not about a boy (geddit?) but a reclusive middle-aged former rock star and alcoholic. An acoustic, bare-bones, untextured version of his first hit, Juliet, is dicovered and packaged as Juliet Naked (I'm a good girl, I am,, I don't read porn!). And when news of this spreads to his internet-groupies, a lot of interesting things happen. It's hilarious - and dripping with irony. Trying to stretch it out as long as I can, but only have a couple of chapters left, damn. Fortunately BH has returned with 2 and a half kgs of books from Landmark.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Don't knock it till you've tried it.

So there I was, flat out on my back yet again, doing the bed-rest thingie and bored witless. Re-read two Wodehouses in a row - not a very good idea because my back hurt everytime I laughed out loud. And then I wondered about Stephanie Myers - my physiotherapist had been whining and moaning about her 12-year-old's ghastly reading habits. "She's addicted to some rubbish about vampires," she muttered darkly. I was curious - all the little girls I know have been lapping these books up.
Since I was at a loose end, I asked BH to get me one of the books, and he dutifully handed me the very first in the series (Twilight) with a visible sneer.
Hell, I loved it for many reasons:
1. Well-written, not trashy like most best-sellers are
2. Sparkling wit
3. Exciting sexual tension
4. Dead sexy hero - hot, dangerous, witty and noble- sigh. I want! I want! I want!
5. Clumsy heroine with self-deprecating sense of humour
6. And, of course, the thriller bits starring other evil vampires
I'm DEFINITELY going to buy the rest!
P.S. Wish a vampire had sunk his fangs into me when I was in my early twenties - no need for anti-ageing unguents and freedom from frail, creaky bones and all that crap.

Monday, November 9, 2009

And then there were nine.

The MNS may have won 13 seats, but four of their not-so-gentle men have been suspended from the assembly for an act of sheer stupidity for 4 lovely long years. God certainly does move in mysterious ways! I'm a born-again believer.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

A stern message to owners of all fine dining establishments

Please do not put regular brands of alcohol on your menus and then blithely inform me that they're not available and attempt to tempt me into drinking seriously expensive upmarket piss instead.

Hello, I smoke Wills Navy Cut. Which, my darlings, also implies that I DO NOT HAVE self-esteem issues. Do understand that some people select a particular brand because they enjoy the taste, not because of the stupid hyped marketing shit it stands for!
Hopping mad. Hate, hate, hate wannabes! And sneaky, pushy restaurant-wallahs.