Chutzpah is the latest easy-to-write novel that I’m going to just churn out. It’s more autobiographical than I’m happy with, being basically an extension of the original conception of yeswehavenobananas.net, the sister blog of masterkidderminster.net.
It will concern the writing of a couple of stories, and the shifting of my priorities in the process, my reveries, ideas and moods.
I would need to document some reveries and the like to do it. I’ll try and note a few now.
Billy Liar type disquisitions, sending in the SAS to brothels, and answering questions in foreign countries about how a brothel owner was shot in cold blood by saying that any brothel owner or anyone working in the industry who is concerned about the health problems associated with their profession should go to their nearest Job Centre to discuss the possibilities for training.
Inventions for Dragon’s Den. A range of sockets with timers and key locks to prevent use of such devices as Playstations. This after a productive meeting with a students’ psychiatrist.
We’ll give you the stars. The slogan of a political movement that cuts out light pollution.
Ringing round Prague for a hotel for the head chef, who was upset over a deal falling through.
The usual secretaries. The sex blogger at a literary awards ceremony giving me a blow job under the table as I’m called up.
But I’m tired and my priorities have been shifting round all day.