Where Did It All Go Right? Andrew Collins

This is the village pump: a place where I can keep you abreast of what's going on. WHERE DID IT ALL GO RIGHT? slipped out of the Sunday Times bestseller Top 10 in May 2004 after an astounding eight weeks and stayed in the Top 20 in WHSmith's at stations and airports for a year after that, alongside HEAVEN KNOWS I'M MISERABLE NOW for a few weeks in 2005, which was a thrill. You did that. Looking ahead, the third volume, THAT'S ME IN THE CORNER (aka the job years), is published by Ebury in May . . .

HEAVEN KNOWS I'M MISERABLE NOW, the sequel to WHERE DID IT ALL GO RIGHT? was published by Ebury Press on July 1, 2004 in "A-format" paperback (which means it's as big as the "Blue Edition" of WHERE DID IT ALL GO RIGHT?).

The more affordable, handbag-sized "White Edition" came out in January 2005, with subtly changed subtitle (My Difficult 80s).You'll have to ask marketing.

You can order it via some well-known internet booksellers (or go into a real one), but I'll let you choose which.

Read some reviews and an extract here

TV Cream's Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now mini-site here (thanks, men!)

HEAVEN KNOWS I'M MISERABLE NOW: A synopsis

"Higher education comes at exactly the right time: in the twilight of your teens, you're just starting to coagulate as a human being, to pull away from parental influence and find your own feet. What better than three years in which to explore the inner you, establish a feasible worldview, and maybe get on Blockbusters."

After an idyllic provincial 70s childhood, the 80s took Andrew Collins to London, art school and the classic student experience.

Crimping his hair, casting aside his socks and sporting fingerless gloves, he became Andy Kollins purveyor of awful poetry, disciple of moany music and wannabe political activist. What follows is a universal tale of trainee hedonism, girl trouble, wasted grants and begging letters to parents.

A synth-soundtracked rite of passage that's often painfully funny, it traces one teenager's metamorphosis from sheltered suburban innocent to semi-mature metropolitan male through the pretensions and confusions of trying to stand alone for the first time in your own kung fu pumps in a big bad city.

Contact Andrew at happy@wherediditallgoright.com