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Yeah, so that’s going good, still on schedule, the plan being that the very first ‘rough as fuck’ cut of the book will be done by the end of August.
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The Proof Reader, the one that they call Jake, he is busy looking at the work of a few friends of mine. I would say it is a side project but that wouldn’t be totally true. Let’s just say that if you want to find out a little more about my origins then go and take a look at Karl and Toms work and their upcoming book rencontre de femme rondes Absurdica
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Absurd Agonies, my first book, is going in for a re-edit before being made available on Amazon. That’s when I feel like it.
All that is left for me to say is:
Be Absurd, be yourself, do not conform, do not be non-conformist just to conform to a bunch of ‘alternative conformists’. You are not a sheep. You are a person. Nobody knows what goes on in your head. Your perceptions and reality are different to every single person in the universe. Enjoy being Absurd, being different. Do not give a shit what other’s think. You are not theirs to judge and remember that they are not yours to judge.