Meg Rosoff

How to tell if he’s the right man for you.

Meg — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 17:10:35 +0000

I saw an ad for a Perfect Match service, where you text your name and your boyfriend’s name to 666 or some such number, and it texts you back your chances of being intellectually and sexually compatible and living a long and happy life together. As foolproof as this method seems, I’ve spent years developing my [...]

TURTLES UNITE!

Meg — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 15:52:14 +0000

I’ve watched with interest as our local park undergoes major redevelopment of its playing fields, gardens and ponds. One element of the works that has seemed a bit sad is the very public eradication of the turtle population in the ponds. Of course the turtles obviously had to go — they’re interlopers, the stuff of urban [...]

Blog blog blah

Meg — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 13:54:24 +0000

Sometimes you just don’t feel like talking to the world. Which is when youtube comes in handy. MOTIVATION Excuse me if you’ve seen this before, but for those of you who haven’t — I hope you’ll find it as interesting as I did.

God works in mysterious ways.

Meg — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 16:43:13 +0000

First, He (or She) starts getting you used to the idea by turning down the sunshine. Turning it off, pretty much. Then adds lots of rain, so that you want to huddle indoors and wear actual cozy sweaters, some of which you have to go out and buy (yay!). Then He adds wind, and socks. [...]

Downward Facing Dog

Meg — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 23:09:35 +0000

My dogs are faster than I am. They can jump higher. They’re more flexible, have better posture and are (much) less picky eaters. They spend less money on clothes, throw fantastic shapes when they sleep, are excellent listeners, and don’t whine except when there’s a fox in the garden. They’re almost relentlessly cheerful, except when [...]

I heart texts.

Meg — Mon, 23 Aug 2010 22:20:24 +0000

I hate the telephone, I really do. It always rings at the wrong time and my daughter mixes the handsets up with the TV remotes so I can never find the buggers. Plus, I have the attention span of a flea, with a nasty tendency to do something else while talking on the phone (the [...]

Just finished. Just starting.

Meg — Sun, 22 Aug 2010 23:24:28 +0000

The thing about writing a book is that it’s pretty relentless. When you’re pretending to talk to people, you’re writing; when you’re walking the dog, you’re writing; when you’re wasting time on Facebook, you’re still writing. The comedian Ade Edmondson said that the exhausting thing about being a comic is that you can’t watch a [...]

What is a voice?

Meg — Fri, 20 Aug 2010 21:44:42 +0000

My husband is mentoring a teenage boy who wants to be an artist. He’s been taking him to exhibitions and listening to his ideas, and the other day I said, “But have you explained to him what being an artist means?” “Well,” he replied, “not really….you see, it’s quite complicated….” Hmm. Yes. It is complicated. It is, or [...]

Horses are the new black.

Meg — Mon, 16 Aug 2010 21:35:26 +0000

According to the colour supplements and the fashion mags (and all those other mysterious forces that proclaim how we’ll all be wearing 50s tea dresses and lumberjack shirts this season), horses are this year’s fashion phenomenon. Apparently, anyone who’s anyone now spends all of his or her spare time mucking out, preferably at his or her [...]

Still King.

Meg — Sun, 15 Aug 2010 21:58:57 +0000

ATTENTION all i-phone app designers. I know you’re out there, because someone’s made a fortune out of GPS software that helps you figure out where you left your car, software that makes your screen look like a pint of beer, or identifies any building in any city in the world. Yawn. My request is far more necessary and [...]