Monthly Archives: August 2011

I got hooked on notebooks surprisingly late. As a sonnet-writing, black-coffee-drinking, trilby-wearing teenager I should have been burning my way though a Moleskine a day, and I was certainly buying the things, but I was chary of the actual writing … Continue reading →

I’ve just hared through Stewart Lee’s stand-up-comedy-memoir-cum-manifesto How I Escaped My Certain Fate. Throughout the book Lee wrestles with the distinctions between high art and showbiz, the mainstream and the alternative. He is constantly catching himself in the act of … Continue reading →