If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is that I never read Catcher in the Rye at school. To tell the truth, they made me read Heart of Darkness instead and so I think that’s pretty lousy now. But now that I’ve read this literary classic, I got a few thoughts about it.
Oh hey, guys. I’m still here, just about. I’ve had drafts piling up here, but I’ve not got round to finishing them because I’m still ill. But here it is: a long-overdue update…
Well, this is it. Muppet Christmas Carol’s been watched, the turkey’s been prepared, half the bottle of sherry is drunk, so it’s time to kick back and relax. No, really. I’ve not written a word of prose today. So on that note, a festive photo post vaguely inspired by the prompt on describing your writing space…
What’s the worst time to get a stinking cold? If you said ‘Christmas Eve Eve Eve’, you’d be correct! That’s why I’ve been stuck in bed, squeezing out a pitiful word count then giving up and bingeing on crisps and series 2 of Skam, instead of stoating about the New Town drinking cocktails with my long-suffering husband.
On the other hand, Skam is a good way to waste an afternoon. If you’re not aware of the phenomenon, here‘s a good introduction. Sadly, unless you want to wait for the (probably going to be inferior) US adaptation, you’ll have to search Tumblr for fan-made English subtitles. Unless you’re me, in which case those months on Duolingo learning Norwegian have really paid off, and you can appreciate William’s stunning cheekbones in the original language. Ahem.
But seriously, Skam is so well-made, it puts our YA TV output to, well, shame. (And that includes most of Class, in my opinion. SORRY, PATRICK NESS.) I just want our TV commissioners to be a bit braver, stop casting 30-somethings as teenagers (grr), and really tap into what teenagers want. Which, if Skam’s anything to go by, is sassy Muslim girls, honest explorations of sexuality, and floppy hair that’s making main characters, possibly even my own, run to the barbers and go ‘style me like William’.
Tomorrow’s Blogmas may be a bit earlier, so that I can clock off for the #freelancexmasparty at 3pm. Come join me on Twitter and we’ll all have a ball. I’ve got mini gingerbread stars in and everything.
Today got a bit rammed with wrapping the last presents, ordering
£60 worth of Bucks Fizz and cheddar the Christmas shop, and failing to both write a new YA piece with a Thursday deadline and marzipan the Christmas cake – I know, I should’ve done it in August, right? So instead of something more longform, I’m answering the prompt ‘Describe (in words or photos) your favourite reading space’…
‘Hey, Laura, what did you spend your afternoon doing?’
Quick Blogmas today, as I’ve been scooting about submitting to another pitch contest and staring at the banshee novel’s edits with some dread. Today’s question is ‘what is your current read and why did you choose it?’