45 posts tagged robyn wilder
In which I am interviewed by the brilliant Pamflet zine about my literary habits, but mostly end up going on about nose injuries and monkeys called Gary.
It was hard to know how to react when Iain Banks revealed his very sad news. I decided that making a top 10 list of cool things from his science fiction novels was appropriate. I got a bit excited and added the word YOLO, too. I’m sorry, Iain Banks. I love you.
THEM: “Hey Robyn, do you remember Button Moon?”
ME: “Why yes I do. Thank you for reminding me. Now please go about your day.”
Stuart Heritage and I take on nostalgia on LUV & HAT.
Yep. By me, for xoJane UK.
“It’s turned me into the sort of person who takes her phone into the toilet. By now my phone must be encrusted with poo spores, but dysentery can be treated. I’ve been stuck on fucking level 35 of Candy Crush for over a week now, and I cannot. Let it. Beat me.”
By me, for Bea Magazine. Features cat GIFs. I’m sorry.
“The Life of Pi - While people watched the film version and wondered “does this prove the existence of God?”, I just kept thinking “BUT WHERE DOES THE TIGER POO?”
“I think we ought to portmanteau EVERYTHING that we do by text. Imagine it. We could have ‘banxting’ (banking by text) or ‘voxfaxting’ (casting X Factor votes by text), or even ‘cunxting’ (dumping people by text). Behold the future!”
“Spending every Saturday morning in a souring bed, watching a shark-eyed man in a peach-coloured shirt chiding minor celebrities for julienning vegetables incorrectly is the epitome of civilisation.”
Panic in the streets of Robyn. Panic in the streets of Robynham…
THE EXTREME DIETRY OF ROBYN WILDER: WEEK 9
By me, for xoJane
One afternoon I’m standing by the mirror with my T-shirt hoiked up, pensively poking the ever-shrinking empty pouch of my belly, and it hits me: there are only three weeks left of my diet.
THE EXTREME DIETRY OF ROBYN WILDER: WEEK 8
By me, for xoJane.
WHO hurt you, Brad? I’ll get Liam fucking Neeson from Taken on the case, I swear to god, just TELL me.
FIVE BETTER MONOLOGUES THAN BRAD PITT’S CHANEL ADVERT
By me, for xoJane.
Features Muppets, replicants and Bill Murray.
I’d really like to have one week where my diary’s all ‘breezed through this week! Everything was awesome! Lost like a squillion pounds! Learnt loads! Basically a Jedi now!’ etc.
More writings for xoJane.
Of plateauing, penury and pashminas: week 6 of my extreme dietry
More writings for xoJane.
