If I weren’t a slave to my own literary-critical (?) choice, I’d straight up give this book 5 stars. But what do I have to do with my revolting enthusiasm now? As a historical document, it’s Pepys. It does what it seeks out to achieve. As a work by a comic, it’s tremendously funny and makes me punch the air at its wit, foresight and genius. As a novella it has an embedded friendship love story between author and graphic designer that is untouchable. I kill for a well written sort of flirty friendship. I need to show my friend Grayce this as a benchmark to the appeal of non-romance. Never will a book be written in such a way. And playing with form makes me want to play with myself it’s fantastic. The collection, beautifully designed by Emily Juniper, may draw on such tropes as clapping for the NHS or obsessing about sourdough starter without ever seeming trite or overfamiliar. Almost a theatre performance in its dialogues, a novella in its narrative and it’s also the worst possible phrase: ‘a character study’. Not only of Key, but all of us across 2020. Slow, plodding & frequently in a daytime bath - ‘Thought as a Wife’ harrows and entertains in equal measure. His admittedly unreliable recollections are a delight, despite, or possibly because of, the undertow of despair that he’s trying not to confront. Key’s decline is charted with a dry and ever-present wit, which frequently erupts into a bluntly funny line that elicits a hard, inappropriate laugh.

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All the while, Key’s intensifying mental degradation belies the volume’s deceptive density and rigorous chronological timeline of major pandemic moments. Despite alighting on obvious touchstones such as the NHS clapping, Johnson’s brush with Covid, banana bread and Dominic “Cumdawg” Cummings’ trip to Barnard Castle, it is the specific oddity of Key’s existence that best captures the general experience of lonely, inward-looking, disconnected life. Juniper designed the beautiful Megadate printed script, and then his playing cards (which also have conversations with her on some of them) and in this book her role as TK's foil is thrust even further into the spotlight (although how much (if any) of it is real is for the reader to guess). Instead, He Used Thought As A Wife is primarily a compelling character study of his peevish poet persona at his most irritable, condescending and insecure. The jaunty bonhomie of his blokey middle-aged banter which he so accurately nails is tissue-thin, a passive-aggressive frustration scratching through every superficially jovial turn-of phrase. A latter-day Samuel Pepys, chronicling the modern bubonic plague for posterity... a hilarious portrait of an artist just about creatively keeping his funk at bay" iIs comedy more important than kindness? Is meanness towards those closest to you necessary for quality humour? Is a poem about a Jacob Reece Mogg-like character masturbating a cat really that funny? I think the answer to each of those questions is no. At his most self-consciously pompous, Key fancies himself a latter-day Samuel Pepys, chronicling the modern bubonic plague for posterity. With some justification, even as his febrile imagination conjures bleak erotica, featuring an out-of-his-depth, depressed Boris Johnson, “Bohnson”, as he sinks further into his own hellish quagmire. And to be fair on Key, this is a far more entertaining account of this plague: a rich source of perfectly observed, often laugh-out-loud humour than never shies away from the malaise, the melancholy, the isolation, the futility, the political incompetence and the uncertainty that has blighted the last year.

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Does 5 seem to high? Maybe. But what at first seems like just a collection of stand-alone snippets of text manages to create a quietly effective, cohesive whole.Tim Key has] always been at a gloriously odd angle to life as we know it. Now that life itself is at an ingloriously odd angle to life as we knew it, his time has come.” The Times ****

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Having a knowledge of Key and his actual life/friends helps contextualise the conversations, and it is easy to work out who some of the veiled characters are - but beyond that the character that TK paints is fascinating, and the reader is left wondering to what extent the actual Tim Key resembles his self portrait. [Something that his Megadate show also left the audience wondering, I suspect]. Anyone familiar with Key’s passive-aggressive but vulnerable, needy, beer-swigging onstage persona will doubtless be able to conjure a picture of the poet-comic gone to seed. An over-indulging artist imprisoned in his garret, he clung to sanity by scribbling his abrupt, off-beat verse on to Post-it notes and making testy phone calls to friends and family. At his most playfully self-aggrandising, Key imagines himself as a modern-daySamuel Pepys only better (‘He’s a yawnfest, Em. He makes the Fire Of London sound as boring as sin, to be fair on him’).

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Ever since I made an account on the book-centered social medium, I rated every book from 1 to 5 stars. Thoughtless, because it was an option, and because it felt complete. I rarely gave 1 star (who am to think a book is so shite?), same story with 5 stars (it’s gotta stay special). 2 only when highly irritated, and I found 3 all but easy. 4 stars. I only really gave 4 stars. Because I think giving stars is awkward. A book can speak to you because of so many reasons, and that doesn’t fit inside a small symbol. And mainly, I don’t want to rate my books. Why does everything have to be judged? And why the hell do I have to judge it?