Age And The Ease Of Creating.

If what I attempted was not the highest of art, then folk would see through the cracks and realise what a complete piece of shit I was. That I was a faker. That I was actually hollow of purpose, worth and talent.

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A Life Less Ordinary.

While writing is usually considered a wise and earthly pursuit, it actually revolves around sitting in your underpants while typing and spurning life completely.

Turning 42.

The shock of entering your forties has been and gone and the horror of entering your fifties is far enough away as to be attributable to someone else.

When The Mighty Fall.

We don't tend to care if a shooting star loses in a scuffle, but when someone who has worked, has toiled a hard road to get to that point loses, we shed bloody tears with them.

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