i am dead alive pull me aside
i got paid two hundred and forty pounds for four days work in the last three weeks. it pays the rent and the booze and food. i am floating along just fine with the only things being actively saved and stored away are the books read and the pages dusted. i just need to find out who is going to serialise my writing. that is how all the authors that stand as my models have matured; they set their thirties up in their twenties. i am over here writing like a maniac earning a third of what i was back over the in the colony in the book game.