Old Stuff

In other irrelevant news, I am very happy to be living where I am at the moment, having all mod cons etc, thanks to my daughter, Jonna, & here I am back home in the country where immigrants perfected pizza in the 1980s, where there's no reason not to drink the tap water, where I have a very smug Morrissey mug for my tea, & where I don't need to worry about wearing one of those goddam chin diapers all the time.

Here is some old work linked from old issues of Gloom Cupboard. I always mean what I say, especially when I don't. Interviews always made me exert myself to be as much of an arrogant cunt as possible, & I'm pretty good at that. 

I am actually writing new work, but it will only come in book form. 

There are ghosts inside me & they all used to be angry, but they are happily murderous now. Whatever one can say about home, the laundry facilities here are fucking awesome.

Very grateful to my daughter & whole family. "Keep your eyeballs white & keep your needle clean," a great man once said, & I would also like to express my huge gratitude to Emma for teaching me how to feel, how to mourn quickly & start to grow my heart back, because no other motherfucker ever got to do that, no other motherfucker ever go to tell me how to think about my life & how to feel about it.