I'd kill to be a poet.

Existence is sometimes what a forward artillery observer sees of enemy lines through field glasses. A distant and troubling view brought suddenly into focus with a wealth of obscene detail. It.

Books. I needed to ground myself and nothing, not even the Jay, quite does it like books. I don’t always have the focus to read them but I sure do need them around.

I didn’t know what to say. Said ‘I don’t know what to say.

Dennis Wheatley.

Friday night, I resolved to have a quiet time. Two pints and a chips carry-home. Alas, the pints got away from me and I hit the top shelf.

I’ve always been a reader; no matter what else I’ve lost, I hung on to that.

Straley, Gary Phillips, Jim Nesbitt, Brian McGilloway, Adrian McKinty, Tony Black. Vinny said, ‘Nice list.

You ever read Anton LaVey?

Max couldn’t believe he’d fallen for her. If he’d just had a thing for flat-chested women none of this would have happened.