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5 Horror Movies to Watch this Halloween

I’m a horror junkie. Yeah, I know: I write fluffy romcoms and I don’t believe in ghosts, demons, or anything supernatural, and any serial killer trying to abduct me would need a winch and a high tolerance for whining.

But I love horror. Gorefest or fade-to-black mindfuck. Serious or satirical. Hollywood or made in someone’s garage with a £10 budget and a bit part for Dave’s mum because she made all the sandwiches for the three-person crew.

The only thing I don’t do is Generic Monsters – zombies, vampires, and werewolves can all fuck off. Notable exception 28 Days Later, which is definitely worth a watch.

So, here are my recommendations of five movies to watch for Halloween…

THE POWER OF ANNA COMPELS YOU (to watch)

1. Severance (2006)

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Ghostly Cephalopods, Ghastly Castrations, and Graffiti Cocks

I’m a tad behind with my thoughtful and intelligent book reviews. By a tad behind, I mean I’ve read 72 books this year and reviewed about three of them. I’m nothing if not an epic procrastinator.

By the way, have you added my book on Goodreads and preordered it from the book retailer of your choice, including B&N/Nook or Amazon? If not, why not? Is it because you don’t want to and you will spend your money on whatever you damn well please? Well, that’s fair enough. Don’t let yourself be bullied.

First up in this month’s deeply analytical reviews is:

The Haunting of Toby JuggDennis Wheatley3/5 it’s a fucking octopus on dry land, what are you scared of?

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NOT OK, CUPID Now Available for Pre-Order!

Today is my 30th birthday, and I got the best present ever: Not OK, Cupid has been released for pre-order!

I’ve been neglecting the blog partly because of getting the book to this stage, partly because I was on holiday (being #SmugAsFuckInGreece as my Twitter followers will wearily attest), and partly because work has been crazy and even the ducks had to pitch in.

First, my wonderful editor Kate sent me the cover, which I am totally in love with: Continue reading “NOT OK, CUPID Now Available for Pre-Order!”

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I Made the Headlines

Well, okay, just one. I’m super proud to announce I’m now an author with the Headline Publishing Group, along with authors like Neil Gaiman, Jill Shalvis, and Martina Cole.

Can I just reiterate: I CAN PUT MY NAME ON A LIST WITH THESE AUTHORS. I CAN’T EVEN.

My wonderful agent Amanda Jain announced the deal yesterday and no, it wasn’t an April fool. Don’t think THAT thought didn’t keep me up all night, ’cause it did.

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Join me in screaming incoherently and still a little bit worrying it was an April fool!

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12 Things You’re Allowed To Hate

I’m reading The Road to Little Dribbling, a travel memoir by Bill Bryson.

In this morning’s chapter, Bill (I feel like I can call him Bill, after spending a decade travelling the world with him in his books) promoted a concept he’s come up with: we should all be allowed a list of a dozen things we hate without having to defend, justify, or explain it.

I think with most of mine, the explanation is self-evident:

  1. Small talk.chit-chat
  2. People who call holidays ‘holibobs.’
  3. Love Actually.
  4. The people and charities dedicated to saving giant pandas from extinction.
  5. Portmanteaus.
  6. Books written in present tense.
  7. Gullible fools who claim the Loch Ness Monster isn’t real.
  8. Olives.
  9. People over 20 who brag about how much alcohol they drank on a night out.
  10. Brexit (see #5) and everyone who voted for it. All 20 million of them.
  11. The fetishisation of coffee.
  12. Centipedes.

What’s your list?

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Gynaecology, Dinosaurs, and Posh Anal, oh my!

Hey, what do you think of the new website? Be honest, because if I cry it’s not like you have to see it.

Anyway, I continue to read a bizarre range of books – in this post, the memoirs of a doctor so funny it hurts, a sci-fi classic, and a charming historical gay romance. I’m also still reading Mary Poppins on the toilet. It’s a big book, okay?

First up:

Jurassic Park – Michael Crichton3/5 perfect number of dinosaurs but the children survived

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