Multiple Revision
I fell prey to that mistake in the past, more than once…
Doing My Best and Fucking It Up
Somehow I managed to copy so many pieces of blurb that it had got to a stage where I was not only repeating myself, but the format of the wording was starting to elude sense.
The Waiting Game
I wrote a book and ended up as a waiter. – Not a table waiter at a restaurant: that would be a paid position. The type of waiter that I’m on about, and that I’ve become, doesn’t get paid for waiting… And neither does waiting mean that it’s not possible to do something constructive and…
