There will be bad language. Emotive subject. When I’m trying to find interesting pieces to read, I’ll search through WordPress’s categories and tags. Often, I
While I’m sitting here writing this post, some asshole with a haircut twenty years younger than his face is chatting inanities about his kids. He’s not talking to
They warned me about this and I didn’t listen… I thought Oh, this editing lark will be easy. Like putting together the pieces of a jigsaw.
Last night. Bethnal Green. I’m standing on a sorry excuse for a stage in a beer-stained venue. I’ve got an acoustic guitar hanging off my
Computers. The Internet. Other people. My life would be far calmer without them. So I’m writing this novel and it’s going pretty well, but it’s
Something terrible has happened. I was given work to do. The day I decide to begin the edit of my First Draft, I am confronted