Rowling At the Moon

     Several hundred thousand lemmings stampeded past me today squeaking, ‘J K Rowling’s new book! Gimme, Gimme.’

 I feel absolutely no malice towards J K Rowling but I’d like to go on record as being sick to the tonsils of publishing hype and media sycophancy. She wrote some children’s books, they sold well, get over it.  

I see her new book has already toppled Fifty Shades from the best-seller charts, Fifty Shades now being the yardstick of publishing success. All I need is to hear that Katie Price will be publishing Volume 8 of her autobiography in time for Christmas and I shall shoot myself. 

I need a new career.