Wednesday, April 12, 2006

The long, dark night of the arsehole

I'm a bit pissed. Forget everything I've said so far on this blog. It's rubbish.

A writer should abase himself. At the very bottom of society, trampled underfoot, looking up. Whispering. Not strut around full of his own self-importance.

1 comment:

  1. You are so going to laugh when you read this in the morning!!
    No you probably won't until you've had some hair of the dog, a couple of paracetamol and a fry up.
    When you do, go find a nice wide open space and shout FUCKERS into the wind and then get back to the serious business of writing that fucking book.
    PS pissed also...kinda

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