We’re overdue some fun with fictional stereotypes. What would happen to the characters we all know and love if literary genres collided? What if a tortured Romantic Hero were to dwell in tension-filled ennui with the moribund overthinker that is the Literary Fiction Protagonist?
It’s time for more fun with fictional stereotypes. What would happen to the characters we all know and love if literary genres collided? What if a tousled Historical Fiction Hero were to dwell in domestic disharmony with the world-weary genius that is the protagonist of a Young Adult fiction novel?
Following unprecedented success in the world of beauty blogging, I have decided to venture forth into the Spangley Sparkleworld of Lifestyle Blogging, beginning with amazing home decorating tips which are more truthful than an ingestible lie detector; more insightful than a stoned Jedi master, and only slightly less patronising than a kale-munching 26-year-old in a tech start-up.
I’ve lost count of the number of times literally nobody has said to me, “what’s it like to be a really successful blogger?” The internet is alive with talk of how to make serious money from blogging, so it’s time to throw my hat into the Ring of Mind-Boggling Success and go where the money is. It’s on your face, by the way. Or at least it will be, by the time I’ve finished with it.
Yesterday was Saint Patrick’s Day. He might be one of the better known saints, but there’s a patron saint of everything, if only you wish to look. Unfortunately for writers, I did look, and the patron saint of writing is complete crap. So I’ve written a manifesto for a new one.
I read an article about niche comedy, and had a thought. We all know that me thinking thoughts can never come to any good, so you may as well read this post to confirm your (entirely justified) prejudices. For one thing, validation makes you feel good. For another, I make an amazing analogy about car windows you won’t want to miss. Honest.
In a bookshop in Beijing, I discover you can’t judge a book by its cover, Ireland for dummies, why frolicking is forbidden, and that in English, some sentences are spoken only by women.
You may think travel is a privilege. It’s not. It’s a war. With that in mind, I have an idea for a fun, healthy way for today’s competitive travellers to make mincemeat out of each other.
I sat down to write about the Russian part of the Trans-Siberian Railway journey. It turned out to be harder than you might think, and here’s why.
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