Random Wibble from a Textually Loquacious Word Freak
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| 34 weeks pregnant (6 weeks to go) |
I’m a freelance writer and software engineer, I’ve just sold my second novel, and I can hold thirty-one pencils under each breast. During my 38 years on the planet I’ve been a Scrabble fanatic, a trapeze artist, a maths and philosophy graduate, a cleaner, a revolutionary socialist, a hedonist, a lesbian vegetarian women-only workers’ co-op member and a meat-eating heterosexual computer programmer. I live in inner city Manchester, in a decrepit house with bits of old ship in the cellar, a dismembered shop dummy in the garden, a child on the sofa and a journalist in the bed. I once went to trapeze lessons for a whole year. I loved being upside down and in the sky, but I wasn’t very good at it. I was never really a trapeze artist. An interview with me. Me Me Me Me Me.
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What - you mean you aren't writing chick-lit?
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