Here’s the second part of three from the prologue to ‘The Monsters We Became or Fell For.’ Part three on the way. Thanks for listening.
I’ve ummed and ahhed about whether or not to upload this as is or to just re-record it, but I’m thinking I’m happy with what this is – my first attempt at a reading from ‘Monsters.’
My concerns are that it’s rough as all fuck and hardly up to the quality of an audiobook, but then even the act of doing something – even if it may be futile – is still very good for your mental health.Continue reading “Monsters #1 | Prologue. Part One. | Eighties racist hatred.”
I’ve decided to have a crack at reading stories.
The longer film is in development hell.
Portsmouth, UK. 5th June 2019.
To commemorate the 75th anniversary of the D-Day landings, I went and had a look at the demonstration against Trump’s visit, got disappointed at the lack of ultra-violence, so had several beers, felt sad listening to surviving veterans on the big screen down by the seafront, then took some videos of aeroplanes and boats.
På Pantbørsen er du et klik væk fra at komme af med dine tomme pantflasker og pantdåser, mens panten kommer andre til gode. Vælg din by herunder og find din lokale panthenter i dit område.
Being literally Hitler wasn’t enough, now he’s being compared to Negan. I thought this would be fun to make but it was harrowing as fuck to be honest.
Includes spoilers for the seventh season.
Patrick Bateman inspired me to make a Trump video. It’s really for no reason other than to poke fun at events of the last year. There’s already more than enough people kicking off and bawling salt into their wounds. Let the freaks eat each other and judge the fucker on his time in office.
I remember back in ’05 I bought one of those Good Bush/Bad Bush t-shirts. Some arsehole stole it from my washing line. I assume now that it must’ve been a soldier from beyond the apocalypse whose own clothing couldn’t pass through the time door. That was my first foray into US politics. This is my second.
If there isn’t a third then I’m back on the sauce.
So I thought I’d have a go at this audiobook lark since authors are apparently supposed to play an active role in the promotion of their own work.
I’m considering recording the whole novel but as the rest of the story follows a more traditional narrative written from a woman’s perspective it might sound a bit odd drawled through a shit beard. This chapter here is more a fever dream anyway but what the hell, it’ll give people an idea of what to expect.
I’ve got a good feeling though. I mean it’s this kind of hands-on, can-do attitude that may actually sell a few more goddamn books. If, however, it doesn’t I may actually just rent a caravan on the shores of Loch Ness instead and skag mah wee heid into oblivion before going monster hunting with rocks in my pockets.*
Yeah, so I thought I’d better mention that now I do, like, y’know, logos and business card stuff as well. Not websites though – web design is as much fun for me as those little pinches you feel during an endoscopy when the nasty doctor takes biopsies.
This one is for www.vagabondforlag.com. The site is in production – not by me, of course.
Hit me up if you want something done. Or don’t, whatever.