Just caught myself in the early throes of cleaning the boys’ room. This will not do. It’s obviously avoidance behaviour. Am staring at the latest review copy. The publicity hyperbole accompanying the paperback proclaims it “the perfect read for dog lovers and military enthusiasts alike“. Which is a pretty fucking long stride away from this […]
Too many months have passed without self-indulgent writing, with no wordy rambling save skinny scratchings in a work-related notebook and the occasional sentence plugged into my phone’s orangey notes. Someone has left a whole watermelon on my doorstep. The eyes have been scratched out of a massive poster of Wil Anderson up the […]
I guess there is a reason why I ended up an editor.
