Category: Media
Watching Sally Bercow, the Speaker’s Wife, defend her Twittering on HIGNFY the other day made me ponder the appeal of Twitter, or what I like to think of as ‘The Pretentious Bluebird’.
When I found myself defending my reasons yet again for my admittedly odd obsession with Piers Morgan yesterday, I figured it was time to put my feelings ‘out there’ (and by ‘there’ I mean the blogosphere).
In my industry, it’s very easy to feel like you’re in disguise. I have unlikely aliases, pen names and have done my fair share of ghost writing. Nobody sees a writer when they read their words. That’s why I find a blank piece of paper such a liberating space – …
The first time I saw the trailer below, I felt ever so slightly sick. A film? About Facebook? Called The Social Network? Really?
My commute home is generally spent trying to ignore other commuters. I adopt a comatose and defensive stance: arms folded, massive earphones blocking out the sound, eyes happily closed. If someone nudges me, I nudge them back. You have to be very territorial on the Underground.
