I hate music festivals because I love music, and I mean properly love music. Real love is unhealthy, obsessive, consuming. I am outside Music’s house in defiance of a restraining order. I am frightening off Music’s new boyfriend. I am holding Music’s pets to ransom until Music agrees to return my calls.
Clank. It’s retro-futuristic. The way music is supposed to sound in the 21st Century.
The worst character in fiction is Twilight’s Bella: a canvas of nothingness onto which the empty project their shallow desires.