WRITING; & reading; & listening to what the air has to say:)

The Rasmus
Muse
Royksopp
Mika
Roxette
Patricia Kaas
Edith Piaf
Kate Bush
Sunrise Avenue
Belinda Carlisle

Gone with the wind
Pride and prejudice(the 1940 movie with Laurence Olivier)
Trainspotting
BRIDGET JONES
Final Destination 1
Indiana J
Starwars (all!)
Love Actually
Music & Lyrics

Seinfeld
Nip/Tuck
Sex and the city

Rose Tremain:Sacred country
Jeanette Winterson: Oranges are not the only fruit
Jeanette Winterson: Sexing the cherry
Jeanette Winterson: Art & Lies
Jeanette Winterson: The World and Other Places
Kazuo Ishiguro: Never let me go
Kazuo Ishiguro:The remains of the day
Ian McEwan: Atonement
Andre Gide: Les faux-monnayeurs
(The Counterfeiters)
Oscar Wilde: The picture of Dorian Gray
Emily Bronte: Wuthering Heights
Jane Austen: Pride and Prejudice
Margaret Mitchell: Gone with the wind
George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four
Toby Litt: Beatnicks
Albert Camus: L'Etranger (The Stranger)
Irvine Welsh: Trainspotting
Irvine Welsh: Filth
Helen Fielding: Bridget Jones' diary
Helen Fielding: Bridget Jones: The Edge of reason
Sophie Kinsella: The secret dreamworld of a shopacholic :)

" ...I sing of other times, when I was happy, though I know that these are figments of my mind and nowhere I have ever been. But does it matter if the place cannot be mapped as long as I can still describe it?"(Jeanette Winterson, Sexing the cherry)

"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else."(Irvine Welsh, Trainspotting)

"I'm in a life I don't understand.Nothing makes sense to me."(Rose Tremain, Sacred Country)

"Love is when ye want yir hole every night, but offay the same lassie." (Irvine Welsh, Ecstasy- The Undefeated)