I hadn't planned to blog today. I'm not prepared for Christmas, we've got friends coming to stay tomorrow night and my writing? Well, let's just say that December's been a quiet month on that front. I'm suffering from a NaNoWriMo hangover and a crisis of confidence. And the paperback of The Singalong Society for Singletons is released tomorrow. I should probably be promoting that. There are so many things that I could and should be doing right now that don't involve blogging, but I feel as though I need to write this post. Last night I went to the cinema to watch Get Better , a documentary about musician Frank Turner. I've been a fan of his for six years or so now after my friend Pip gave me his Love, Ire and Song album. When she handed it to me she described it as 'folky punk'. I didn't think 'folky punk' would be my kind of thing, but Frank's blunt yet poetic lyrics really s...