Geek or fan? I have a bad feeling about this

Geek? Yeah, are you a geek? I’m wearing a Chanel-esque cardigan from Dorothy Perkins, high-heeled suede boots and lip gloss. I can never remember how to calculate percentages never mind Stardate reckonings, and although I can ask for a glass of wine in all earth languages, I am teetotal in Klingon. So what could have prompted such a question? Turns out pulling my limited edition Star Wars Moleskine notebook from my Mulberry Calder to take notes during a meeting immediately transformed me into geek-girl. I tend to use the term geek for someone a lot smarter than me so I turned … Continue reading Geek or fan? I have a bad feeling about this

Ali Smith

I’m not sure if you can call what I do with an Ali Smith book reading. Obviously I can’t speak for her, but I always leave our trysts feeling enormously inspired and overwhelmingly intimidated. Perhaps there is a word for that. Perhaps there ought to be a word for that. I just read Hotel World which had special resonance for me as I was working the night a girl, a chef, a colleague, a friend died in a hotel dumb waiter. She was 19 and it took the fire brigade over six hours to cut her and the other chef … Continue reading Ali Smith