As a kid, I grew to define what I didnt want my life to be like by sitting behind moaning women on the bus, hearing them bang on about their aches and pains, both real and imagined. – Julie Burchill
We are used to female writers who use their private lives as unmitigated material being somewhat hormonal this somehow excuses what might be seen as a highly unfeminine ability to turn their personal upsets into money. – Julie Burchill