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THE LIFE IMPOSSIBLE PAPERBACK IS OUT IN THE UK

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The remarkable new Sunday Times bestselling novel from the author of the international sensation The Midnight Library‘A beautiful novel full of life-affirming wonder and imagination’ BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH ‘What looks like magic is simply a part of life we don’t understand yet . . .’ When retired Maths teacher Grace Winters is left a […]

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Award-winning actors Kelly Macdonald and Damian Lewis star in The Radleys. A dark comedy-thriller about a seemingly-average suburban family with a succulent secret: they are vampires. The Radleys was produced by Debbie Grey at Genesius Productions and directed by Euros Lyn. The Radleys is available on Sky Cinema.

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Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
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Someone asked me why I don’t write as much as I used to. Fair question. I used to write three books a year. And now I write three books a decade. The answer - 2021. The Midnight Library should have felt great and I have guilt that I wasn’t grateful for its success. The slides above are the tiniest tip of the iceberg. Yes, there was more positive than negative but the negative was intense and landed just when I had every dream fulfilled. For around three weeks in 2021 my publisher reckons The Midnight Library was the bestselling novel in the world. And it was within and shortly after that period that I experienced negativity to a level I had never known. I was used to bad reviews. I’d had thousands. I often agreed. But I was less used to personal hit pieces in the media directed at me for ‘monetising mental health’. I wasn’t used to being accused of plagiarism by an unpublished writer in about twenty seperate blog posts stating a conspiracy theory that my agent Clare along with other agents deliberately exploits women writers by sending their work for male writers to steal. That gained so much traction there had to be an investigation and lawyers. I didn’t realise featuring in Meghan Markle’s Vogue edition would lead to articles about me in the Mail and Express and other right wing press. I didn’t realise a friend would lie about the nature of that friendship and imply to someone I’d sent unsolicited messages. I didn’t know that someone would accuse me of hiding the secret love child of an A-lister. ‘No smoke without fire’ I was told. Well I was choking on smoke and couldn’t see any flames. I didn’t know and really should that a male writer agreeing to go on Women’s Hour would result in me trending all over Twitter. I didn’t know when I was writing The Midnight Library it would be so talked about. Plus at this time I was co-homeschooling two kids, my dad got cancer, I had a drink problem. So I stopped. Stepped away from writing and Twitter. Quit drink. Got therapy. I turned down everything from I’m a Celeb to Diary of a CEO to awards to money. And now I write purely, sometimes missing the days when I was innocently striving for the wrong kind of success.
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I am bad at talking to people. Especially men. But also women. And all humans. Dogs are fine. Just have to share for five seconds then I will take it down.
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I am bad at talking to people. Especially men. But also women. And all humans. Dogs are fine. Just have to share for five seconds then I will take it down.
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We have a family playlist for the car. It is currently 106 hours long. But the kids like adding to it. So we still take it in turns. I am running out of songs I really like. I need suggestions. What is your favourite song to listen to while being in forward motion? My favourites vary. But I like: Chvrches ‘The Mother We Share’. Depeche Mode ‘Enjoy the Silence’. Future Islands ‘Seasons’. Tears for Fears ‘Everybody Wants to Rule the World’. The Beatles ‘She’s Leaving Home’. Frank Ocean ‘Swim Good’. Eurythmics ‘Here Comes the Rain Again’. A-Ha ‘Stay on These Roads’. Carly Simon ‘Coming Around Again’. The Cure ‘A Forest’. Public Enemy ‘Fight the Power’. Billy Idol ‘Eyes without a Face’. The Human League ‘Human’. Plus stuff by Chappell Roan, Fleetwood Mac, Doechii, Pulp, Kate Bush, Pet Shop Boys, Ned’s Atomic Dustbin, Nirvana, Bowie, Daft Punk, Air, 90s rave, Phil Collins… I could go on. I am pretty eclectic. Anyway. What should I add?
We have a family playlist for the car. It is currently 106 hours long. But the kids like adding to it. So we still take it in turns. I am running out of songs I really like. I need suggestions. What is your favourite song to listen to while being in forward motion? My favourites vary. But I like: Chvrches ‘The Mother We Share’. Depeche Mode ‘Enjoy the Silence’. Future Islands ‘Seasons’. Tears for Fears ‘Everybody Wants to Rule the World’. The Beatles ‘She’s Leaving Home’. Frank Ocean ‘Swim Good’. Eurythmics ‘Here Comes the Rain Again’. A-Ha ‘Stay on These Roads’. Carly Simon ‘Coming Around Again’. The Cure ‘A Forest’. Public Enemy ‘Fight the Power’. Billy Idol ‘Eyes without a Face’. The Human League ‘Human’. Plus stuff by Chappell Roan, Fleetwood Mac, Doechii, Pulp, Kate Bush, Pet Shop Boys, Ned’s Atomic Dustbin, Nirvana, Bowie, Daft Punk, Air, 90s rave, Phil Collins… I could go on. I am pretty eclectic. Anyway. What should I add?
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We have a family playlist for the car. It is currently 106 hours long. But the kids like adding to it. So we still take it in turns. I am running out of songs I really like. I need suggestions. What is your favourite song to listen to while being in forward motion? My favourites vary. But I like: Chvrches ‘The Mother We Share’. Depeche Mode ‘Enjoy the Silence’. Future Islands ‘Seasons’. Tears for Fears ‘Everybody Wants to Rule the World’. The Beatles ‘She’s Leaving Home’. Frank Ocean ‘Swim Good’. Eurythmics ‘Here Comes the Rain Again’. A-Ha ‘Stay on These Roads’. Carly Simon ‘Coming Around Again’. The Cure ‘A Forest’. Public Enemy ‘Fight the Power’. Billy Idol ‘Eyes without a Face’. The Human League ‘Human’. Plus stuff by Chappell Roan, Fleetwood Mac, Doechii, Pulp, Kate Bush, Pet Shop Boys, Ned’s Atomic Dustbin, Nirvana, Bowie, Daft Punk, Air, 90s rave, Phil Collins… I could go on. I am pretty eclectic. Anyway. What should I add?
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I don’t know why my last tribute to Renee Nicole Good disappeared but it wasn’t me taking it down. Rest her soul. She got killed for refusing to get out of the car to a load of armed gunmen. It could have been defiance, it could have been confusion, it could have been fight or flight, it could have been protest, it could have been common sense, it could have been just looking for a parking space. Whatever it was, it wasn’t something anyone kills anyone for. You don’t stop a car driving away from you by shooting the driver. You shoot the tyres. Stupidity coupled with hatred is a dangerous thing. Who trained these ICE idiots? GTA 5? Right or wrong America seemed so strong, and firm, and authoritative when we were growing up. The mask slipped. Now it has become a shoddy cruel farcical fascist amateur mess. She was a poet. A person. A parent. She was, like everyone, a version of you. The shots ring around the world because they show the utter devaluation of life - all life - that we are witnessing. The Americanised west especially. Everywhere, life is devalued. It is devalued by Elon Musk’s transhumanism. It is devalued by Trump’s rapacious instincts. It is devalued by AI. It is devalued by podcast talk of humans as assets or high/low value individuals. It is devalued by a culture that values barbarism over art. It is devalued by racist ICE agents and their killing (this isn’t their first) and all the cerebrally impotent sad sacks who value them. And most of all it is devalued by the casually indifferent and culturally banal fascists who live among us here as well as America. Take this down too.
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I don’t know why my last tribute to Renee Nicole Good disappeared but it wasn’t me taking it down. Rest her soul. She got killed for refusing to get out of the car to a load of armed gunmen. It could have been defiance, it could have been confusion, it could have been fight or flight, it could have been protest, it could have been common sense, it could have been just looking for a parking space. Whatever it was, it wasn’t something anyone kills anyone for. You don’t stop a car driving away from you by shooting the driver. You shoot the tyres. Stupidity coupled with hatred is a dangerous thing. Who trained these ICE idiots? GTA 5? Right or wrong America seemed so strong, and firm, and authoritative when we were growing up. The mask slipped. Now it has become a shoddy cruel farcical fascist amateur mess. She was a poet. A person. A parent. She was, like everyone, a version of you. The shots ring around the world because they show the utter devaluation of life - all life - that we are witnessing. The Americanised west especially. Everywhere, life is devalued. It is devalued by Elon Musk’s transhumanism. It is devalued by Trump’s rapacious instincts. It is devalued by AI. It is devalued by podcast talk of humans as assets or high/low value individuals. It is devalued by a culture that values barbarism over art. It is devalued by racist ICE agents and their killing (this isn’t their first) and all the cerebrally impotent sad sacks who value them. And most of all it is devalued by the casually indifferent and culturally banal fascists who live among us here as well as America. Take this down too.
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Desperately sentimental thought for a cold day.
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Desperately sentimental thought for a cold day.
2 weeks ago
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