As he slurps on the strawberry champagne he’s purchased with the last of the family’s social security money, Michelle Pfeiffer pops up on the small screen and of course, it piques his interest
Lend an ear to the latest episode of Hobbies Attempted During The International Collapse Of The Human-Pangolin Relations. Get out your brushes, it’s time to paint. My mate hurt her back in a freak bending-over-to-pick-up-something accident, so we all decided to cheer her up with a surprise painting morning. This …
I hedge my bets that at least 100% of the modern world has travelled on an escalator as a kid, perhaps even enjoyed it.
when Skepta released his single Too Many Men the same year, it was as though he had pulled up a stool next to me, placed his hand on my knee, and gently whispered the lyrics into my ear as a comfort blanket
I nearly threw up my chick peas at the thought of no meat for the whole day, but then I thought, no, hang on Michael, don’t throw it up. You need it inside of you. And that’s what I did, I didn’t throw it up. Am I brave? Words like hero do spring to mind
If you are out there, fellow talented strugglers, let’s discuss one’s hopes and fears, and even, maybe, solutions.
How can anyone want to put themselves through 400 pages of a hopeless world, with, as often happens, a hopeless outcome?
Sure, I wrote a book the other day, it’s been wroted. And now I sit here, clutching my cap(puccino), listening to a re(mix) of (Gary) Numan’s Mad World. Does that make me cool?
If I am on the sofa and tapping away, and my protagonist is clutching to the edge of that cliff with the villain flicking away a finger at a time, it really doesn’t help the scene if I am told, in that precise moment, that we need more cucumber.