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To steal something from a better writer than myself, I'm a drunk homosexual with low moral fibre.

Sunday 16 November 2008

I'm in that position.

The position where I don't know if the exciting new idea I've had is going to be A: something that actually works out as a tangible story or B: another aborted piece of shit written overly influenced by something I've just read / watched / heard / seen (in this case the BBC adaption of Smiley's People).

I like the start though.

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