‘K, so I finished the sucka. 50,000 words in thirty days, most (not all) of them complete fudge. It wasn’t without its casualties though – both fictional and real. After staying up until 3AM on the penultimate day, losing my literary virginity in a scotch-fuelled Mills & Boon-esque awkward encounter between the main character and his nemesis’s sister, I was up again at the crack of dawn to toss most of the characters onto a fire that engulfed the final pages of the novel. A glass of champagne later and it was into the car to drive through a sodden night down to Cornwall for the weekend.
Literature
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Nov 07
Nov 07
No Sleep till iPhone
Since that night there have been legal battles over the iPhone name, venomous exchanges on the interweb over the decision to lock it down, iBricks and silly bitches suing because they have nothing better to do. And, of course, the inevitable squealing of anti-Mac piglets suckled strongly onto Bill Gates’ swollen teats (he says, ducking).
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Nov 07
Nov 07
NaNoWriMo
It’s November, in case you hadn’t noticed, and that means that all around the world tens of thousands of bored video store clerks, checkout girls and bank tellers are itching to get home and continue with their novel. Why? ‘Cos it’s National Novel Writing Month, that’s why. It’s a damned busy month for those who [...]
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Jun 07
Jun 07
The Subversive Peach
I’m concerned. The US appears to be all over this twisted little scrap of poisonous literature, but in New Zealand we’ve missed the boat. Are we such a liberal haven that we think it’s ok to expose our youth to such filth? Where were our teachers and parents when we needed their protection? In fact, where were my parents!?