Monday, 15 June 2015

WRITE LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER


I have been coveting this mug for a few years now. Every time I think "Fuck it, I'll treat myself", I look at the UK shipping price and it immediately changes my mind. I just can't justify spending £26 on a mug. As awesome as that mug may be. The dilemma I find myself in, the Catch 22 of it all, is how the fuck can one call one's self a writer without it?! It is a question that torments me during my waking hours and haunts my nightmares. So, if any of you lovely lot fancy heading over to The Rumpus and buying it for me I won't say no.

Speaking of writing, I recently started work on a novel. It probably wasn't the ideal time to start such a mammoth undertaking as the submission deadline for my zine just closed and I have over 150 subs to go through. As you can imagine that is taking up most of my free time this month. The novel was itching to get out of my head though. The idea had been bubbling away for months and the first few thousand words exploded out with fervent velocity. A writer friend told me that the key to writing a novel is to just get it down. Work on it as often as possible. Don't leave it for weeks on end without touching it. I've kind of failed at that already, but I'll get there. Write like a motherfucker.

In other writing related news I have some poems being published in the coming months; 'Resolute' by David Roskos' Iniquity Press, 'Ten Years' in Hand Job #8 and 'Austerity' was recently published online by Pankhearst 

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