How to Murder Your Life

p>i>br>'I was twenty-six years old and an associate b>beauty editor/b> at Lucky, one of the b>top fashion magazines/b> in America. That’s all that most people knew about me. But beneath the surface, I was full of secrets: I was a b>drug addict/b>, for one. b>A pillhead/b>. I was also an b>alcoholic-in-training/b> who guzzled warm Veuve Clicquot after work alone in my boss’s office with the door closed; a conniving and manipulative b>uptown doctor-shopper/b>; a salami-and-provolone-puking b>bulimic/b> who spent a hundred dollars a day on binge foods when things got bad (and they got bad often); a weepy, /i>i>wobbly, wildly b>hallucination-prone insomniac/b>; a tweaky self-mutilator; a slutty and self-loathingb> downtown party girl/b>; and – perhaps most of all – a lonely weirdo. b>But, you know, I had access to some really fantastic self-tanner./b>'/i>br>br>By the age of 15, Cat Marnell longed to work in the glamorous world of women's magazines - but was also addicted to the ADHD meds prescribed by her father. Within 10 years she was living it up in New York as a beauty editor at Condé Nast, with a talent for 'doctor-shopping' that secured her a never-ending supply of prescribed amphetamines. Her life had become a twisted merry-go-round of parties and pills at night, while she struggled to hold down her high-profile job during the day. br>br>Witty, magnetic and penetrating - prompting comparisons to Bret Easton Ellis and Charles Bukowski - Cat Marnell reveals essential truths about her generation, brilliantly uncovering the many aspects of being an addict with pin-sharp humour and beguiling style.br>br>br>b>'New York's enfant terrible...Her talent has resided in her uncanny ability to write about addiction from the untidy, unsafe, unhappy epicentre of the disease, rather than from some writerly remove.' /b>i>Telegraphbr>/i>i>br>'/i>b>I LOVE this book' /b>Catriona Innes, i>Cosmopolitan Magazine UK/i>br>br>b>'An unputdownable, brilliantly written rollercoaster' /b>Shappi Khorsandibr>br>b>'Brilliantly written and harrowing and funny and honest' /b>Louise France, i>The Times Magazine br>/i>br>b>'Easily one of the most anticipated memoirs of the year...[Marnell's] got an inimitable style (and oh my god, so many have tried) and a level of talent so high, it's impossible not to be rooting for her.' /b>i>NYLON/i>/p> p>i>br>'I was twenty-six years old and an associate b>beauty editor/b> at Lucky, one of the b>top fashion magazines/b> in America. That’s all that most people knew about me. But beneath the surface, I was full of secrets: I was a b>drug addict/b>, for one. b>A pillhead/b>. I was also an b>alcoholic-in-training/b> who guzzled warm Veuve Clicquot after work alone in my boss’s office with the door closed; a conniving and manipulative b>uptown doctor-shopper/b>; a salami-and-provolone-puking b>bulimic/b> who spent a hundred dollars a day on binge foods when things got bad (and they got bad often); a weepy, /i>i>wobbly, wildly b>hallucination-prone insomniac/b>; a tweaky self-mutilator; a slutty and self-loathingb> downtown party girl/b>; and – perhaps most of all – a lonely weirdo. b>But, you know, I had access to some really fantastic self-tanner./b>'/i>br>br>By the age of 15, Cat Marnell longed to work in the glamorous world of women's magazines - but was also addicted to the ADHD meds prescribed by her father. Within 10 years she was living it up in New York as a beauty editor at Condé Nast, with a talent for 'doctor-shopping' that secured her a never-ending supply of prescribed amphetamines. Her life had become a twisted merry-go-round of parties and pills at night, while she struggled to hold down her high-profile job during the day. br>br>Witty, magnetic and penetrating - prompting comparisons to Bret Easton Ellis and Charles Bukowski - Cat Marnell reveals essential truths about her generation, brilliantly uncovering the many aspects of being an addict with pin-sharp humour and beguiling style.br>br>br>b>'New York's enfant terrible...Her talent has resided in her uncanny ability to write about addiction from the untidy, unsafe, unhappy epicentre of the disease, rather than from some writerly remove.' /b>i>Telegraphbr>/i>i>br>'/i>b>I LOVE this book' /b>Catriona Innes, i>Cosmopolitan Magazine UK/i>br>br>b>'An unputdownable, brilliantly written rollercoaster' /b>Shappi Khorsandibr>br>b>'Brilliantly written and harrowing and funny and honest' /b>Louise France, i>The Times Magazine br>/i>br>b>'Easily one of the most anticipated memoirs of the year...[Marnell's] got an inimitable style (and oh my god, so many have tried) and a level of talent so high, it's impossible not to be rooting for her.' /b>i>NYLON/i>/p>