We're All Going to Die (Especially Me)
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InWe're All Going to Die (Especially Me),award-winning journalist Joel Meares reflects on the muddle of Gen Y existence with razor-sharp insight and riotous good humour. From 'My hands are pretty, and little' and 'I can't handle my drugs' to 'I am not a New Yorker' and 'I make an excellent bridesmaid', Meares' essays are self-deprecating, confessional and rollicking good fun.
My late twenties have felt like a series of slow-motion epiphanies, each one sneaking up before slapping me in my newly acquired jowls. Everything I said I'd do 'by the time I'm thirty' as a glassy-eyed graduate is now in the 'by the time I'm forty' box.
Much has been made of the delayed adulthood of Gen Y'ers - that they flit from job to job and take their sweet time earning the traditional adult badges- marriage, children, a mortgage. But what makes this generation tick?
In We're All Going to Die (Especially Me), award-winning journalist Joel Meares reflects on the muddle of Gen Y existence with razor-sharp insight and riotous good humour. From 'My hands are pretty, and little' and 'I can't handle my drugs' to 'I am not a New Yorker' and 'I make an excellent bridesmaid', Meares' essays are self-deprecating, confessional and rollicking good fun.
'Joel Meares is going to die at some point. It appears he's not planning to take any secrets with him. Hilarious!' Annabel Crabb
Author: Joel Meares
Format: Paperback, 224 pages, 135mm x 208mm, 218 g
Published: 2015, Black Inc., Australia
Genre: Anthologies, Essays, Letters & Miscellaneous
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InWe're All Going to Die (Especially Me),award-winning journalist Joel Meares reflects on the muddle of Gen Y existence with razor-sharp insight and riotous good humour. From 'My hands are pretty, and little' and 'I can't handle my drugs' to 'I am not a New Yorker' and 'I make an excellent bridesmaid', Meares' essays are self-deprecating, confessional and rollicking good fun.
My late twenties have felt like a series of slow-motion epiphanies, each one sneaking up before slapping me in my newly acquired jowls. Everything I said I'd do 'by the time I'm thirty' as a glassy-eyed graduate is now in the 'by the time I'm forty' box.
Much has been made of the delayed adulthood of Gen Y'ers - that they flit from job to job and take their sweet time earning the traditional adult badges- marriage, children, a mortgage. But what makes this generation tick?
In We're All Going to Die (Especially Me), award-winning journalist Joel Meares reflects on the muddle of Gen Y existence with razor-sharp insight and riotous good humour. From 'My hands are pretty, and little' and 'I can't handle my drugs' to 'I am not a New Yorker' and 'I make an excellent bridesmaid', Meares' essays are self-deprecating, confessional and rollicking good fun.
'Joel Meares is going to die at some point. It appears he's not planning to take any secrets with him. Hilarious!' Annabel Crabb
We're All Going to Die (Especially Me)