It fell to me to clear the flat after he died. Not very mysterious circumstances, though perhaps if we knew more about what he had it wouldn’t have killed him. Everybody else was too busy, though his Mum was also too upset. There weren’t a
The average book already has plenty of story to it. The truth is, I chose to read that particular book out of exhaustion, and with very low expectations. I had just finished reading the first novel in an epic fantasy series – an undertaking I
I gather you are feeling rather sore about the whole thing – perhaps a signed copy will go some way to alleviating that. Might be worth a fortune one day! What I will say is that having the initial idea and coming up with one
S’words… Swords? No…no…it’s words… What is? It. It is. It’s just words, lots of words, you know words, you can do this? Uh…? You can, just put lots of words you know together, it’ll be fine. But…brain…no work… Well, yes, that’s a problem…are you even
I fucking hate poetry. But Hannah loved it, and because I wanted to date her I enrolled in her poetry class. I just checked all the books out from the library, though. Why waste the money when I could use it to take her out?
Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still ~ T.S. Eliot, Ash-Wednesday He was a presence no one could ignore. Tall, muscular, hard, lined, and scarred, he hung over his drinks, his broad back curved forward. The sleeves of his blue