Death of a Screenwriter; Part One
His lifetime spent at a desk, blank pages hold him at gunpoint. Relationships as fleeting as the British summer, and his wealth; pocket money. ‘Why be a writer’ he says, it’s a cold truth that […]
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The Settlers….
Frantic grasping at a straw like theory Blowing bubbles into a mind that’s weary Holding onto the flimsy roots Of a half trashed object found in car boots Wondering around in an avatar frame Pondering […]