Thursday, January 19, 2006

Chavs and Lager

Well, thanks for all your book launch suggestions, guys. Looks like I'll have them queuing up around the block. Really, I don't know what I'd do without you. Sheesh.

Anyway, I was startled to find out that if you plug the phrase "chav lit" into google, you only get one result: the page for FAGS AND LAGER. So not only have I been cast into a highly dubious genre, but I am the ONLY exponent of it.

I guess I ought to be happy. I'm a pioneer. I've got to the top of the mountain and there's no one else around me. But, er, it's the wrong fucking mountain.

"Because it's there" - Sir Edmund Hilary.


Iain Rowan said...

Cool, your very own genre. You could capitalise on it by relocating your book launch to a tour of bus shelters and backs of leisure centres, for a bit of ambience.

Steve Kane said...

"Chav Lit", eh? Perhaps you should call your next novel Bastards In Burberry or summink'.