What’s wrong with me, why can’t I take a week, a solid week and do nothing more than lounge about in my bathrobe, watching old Bunuel movies and reading fat science fiction tomes?
A killer post that I think many who read this blog will relate to.
What’s wrong with me, why can’t I take a week, a solid week and do nothing more than lounge about in my bathrobe, watching old Bunuel movies and reading fat science fiction tomes?
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Thanks for the plug, Mike. I may not live to a ripe, old age but I intend to leave some damn fine fiction behind me.
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