Everyone has those moments, don't they? When you wonder whether you've made a positive impact, whether you're doing anything worthwhile. Judging by Beyonce's last album, she's certainly had it... and if we've both had those moments, that basically means I am Beyonce, right? Now that would be an achievement: being Beyonce. Especially for a red head...
Don't worry, I'm moving on... my point is that, as much of an impact as I would love to have on the world in my lifetime, I'm not sure any impact feels quite right when the moment you die a plethora of books are published about you. There's just something distinctly creepy about knowing that television programmes, newspaper articles and whole autobiographies are there, being tweaked here and there, but ready and waiting for someone to die.
When it was announced that ex British Primeminister, Margaret Thatcher, died on Monday morning of a stroke, hardly a day went by before the publications started to surface. The 'big' Thatcher book, Not For Turning, written by ex editor of the Daily Telegraph newspaper, no doubt will be an instant bestseller when it is published following the funeral.
Thatcher is not the only one to cause a flurry of pre-meditated publishing, though. Worryingly a number of books on Amy Winehouse, who was just 27 at her death, were published almost instantly.
I'm not sure how I feel about it but I can't say I'm surprised by it. Well Thatcher certainly had impact: she was loved and hated by millions but everyone had an opinion on her. Plus Meryl Streep played her... surely that has to be up there in the top achievements that can be earned by anyone. Ever.
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