Storms, storms all through the weekend, and me hiding from them in Lush and Topshop, mostly. Going through some of my old writing these last few days, I was struck how, at the age of 21 – 22, I felt that I would never be the heroine of a story again. That the stories were over, because I had grown up. I’m glad that life has been proving me wrong on that account – no matter how bizarrely it may choose to do so.
Obsessions – Marina and the Diamonds
Peligro – Manu Chao
The Scientist – Coldplay
Cum On Feel the Noize – Beat Crusaders
Saturday Night’s Alright for Fighting – Elton John
Alternativa – Akvarium
I Don’t Like Your Band – Annie
re: Stacks – Bon Iver
Heartbreak Beat – the Psychedelic Furs
Just Lust – the Buzzcocks
Natalia A. 
I’ve been kind of doing the same thing recently… I found some of the ‘journals’ I was writing in when I was 20-24. I wrote short-stories until I was about twenty-six (1996) when I wrote one about giving up on my past… but I find I’m still asking the same questions, fourteen years later.
This is from 1990:
I still have a folder full of stories written on a dot-matrix printer. Looking back on the quality, I’m glad I went to law school instead.
1. Pearly Gates by Blind Willie McTell
2. Bad Bad Whiskey by Jimmy Witherspoon
3. World War III by Grandmaster Flash
4. No One Loves Me & Neither Do I by Them Crooked Vultures
5. Noise in This World by English Beat
6. Emily by John Cale
7. Salvation by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
8. My Creole Belle by Mississippi John Hurt
9. Long Line Rider by Eddie Floyd
10. We Live As We Dream (Alone) by Gang of Four