You’ll Be Sorry When I’m Dead by Marieke Hardy
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Once I set aside my own envy of Hardy (she’s had some great opportunities land in her lap) I really enjoyed “You’ll Be Sorry When I’m Dead”. Good funny hungover stuff. Her stories struck a chord with me as I’ve recently begun to wonder where my self destructive hedonistic twenties went to. Would I recommend this book? Yeah, I would. I didn’t find it particularly shocking, but then I have my inner trashbag volume turned up to 11. It is now two weeks after finishing the book, and I can still hear Hardy’s writing voice in my head when I think back to various chapters. Which is what you want to achieve when you write a book… except now I have phrases like “piss horn” floating about in my head 
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