When I was a young man, I used to think my problems were due to interesting and personalised character flaws, which other people would envy if they thought they could have them. Nowadays I realise that they are largely the result of conwardice and idleness. This ought to be an encouraging reflection, since these are in theory vices that I can do something to correct. Why is it then so hard?
I did publish a damn good book last year, in both England and America. The American edition is rather better published, and has pictures. Improve your new years, and mine: buy it.
Hurrah! Well done the worm man (as you must know you are known).
May your helminthes always be platy and your toda ever nema.
And your new year happy.
What about a freebie copy for journos?
MH
http://www.cix.co.uk/~hewitt
I don’t think we want it read by journalists who can neither afford a paperback nor blag a review copy. And the paperback will be out soon. I have had copies.
I think I’ll wait until the film is made.
MH
http://www.cix.co.uk/~hewitt
Ok. Cough up.