Follow the dirty grey road, to the place where you know, Your council estate, where 5 girls have been raped, surrounded by police tape, Puddles of needles on the floor, From the third floor crack whore, Junkies looking for a score. Trash cans turned upside down, filthy children picking chicken from the ground. Your child tax credits pay for booze and fags, Your children rock round in...
1. Abandon the idea that you are ever going to finish. Lose track of the 400...– Six Tips on Writing from John Steinbeck (via starstealing) I actually do say dialogue out loud as I write it. It helps it feel more natural, but it also accounts for my abuse of the elipses. Win some, lose some, I suppose. (via ouyangdan)
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