Have you ever heard of George R. R. Martin’s Not a Blog?
This is kind of like that but with fewer letters and fewer people visiting.
INFJ, but needing human contact is such a weird vibe.
“I know myself,” he cried, “but that is all.”
My back aches.
Goddamn computer chairs.
I’ve been falling asleep a lot recently. Feels strange, usually I can’t sleep at all.
Finally advertising this book feels really strange.
Migraine aura:
So hard to describe to someone without sounding crazy, but the minute it happens, it’s unmistakable.
Falling in love the minute someone walks in the room.
Works in movies. Not often in real life.
Anyone who says they published a book for the love of writing is probably lying to you. Authors are greedy fucks, all we really want is 100 billion dollars and the world’s greatest pickup line.
Had a headache today. Been yawning a lot too.
Seeing September 5 late tonight. Hopefully can stay awake for it.
鳴らない、電話
Don’t run away
If she’s got a pulse she meets your standards now
- Gracie ❤
Buying birthday presents is always so hard for me. Writing birthday cards is even harder.
Like, congrats. You’re another day old.
Fucking brilliant.
Gonna be dumb? Do us all a favour and do it in someone else’s solarium.
Hate my book?
Buy two copies and review bomb it. That’ll show me.
Idea to pitch: Twitter, for douchebags.
Oh, wait that’s just X.
C James 