Poptext is dead, long live Poptext!

So, the old music-only incarnation is dead; the shiny, new music-plus-so-much-more blog is here. Maybe you migrated over, maybe you’re new–either way, it’s good to have you. Nobody likes to party alone (unless you’re playing ‘Pop Goes My Heart’, in which case, an empty room is all you need).

And if you’ve arrived at this paragraph without clicking that link, shame on you. It’s not a rick-roll, I promise, although as my roommate said - in awe - as she gazed upon the glory that is ‘Hugh Grant in note-perfect 80’s Wham-esque band tribute’, why anyone is bothering with the Rick Astley clip when they could be circulating this, we do not know. Anyway, I’m not going to bother with a big mission statement of what you can expect here, because that only leads to dead, umm, webspace. Basically, it will involve musings on pop culture, YA books & writing, music and oh maybe some feministy politics. If I must.

You will soon discover: I consume more trashy media content than you ever thought possible. It’s what being a full-time writer is all about. That, and the tax-deductible One Tree Hill box-sets…