It's only taken seven years and several sleepless nights of paranoid agony right at the end, but I've finally taken the plunge and written something under my real name.
(Which isn't actually my real name at all, but let's not go into that now. Also I have written loads of stuff under my real name before, I used to have a whole blog written under my real name, or one of them, so I don't really know what I'm talking about, but I've been up since 5am and I'm very tired, so if I'm making any sense at all it's a bonus.)
Anyway, you can find it here in The Pamphleteer, LC's marvellously titled new blogzine, to which he has kindly allowed me to contribute. It also features articles by notable bloggers Tim Footman, Great She Elephant and LC himself.
More will follow. And if you're a blogger and would like to contribute, and if no one else can help, and if you can find him, maybe you can get in touch with LC. (Clue: you can probably find him here.)
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I now have the A-team music stuck in my head.
The Pamphleteer looks good... I've off to read it.
"The act of saying 'My real name is' is a name-consecration spell." -- The Flying Sorcerers
Ooh freaky - you were in my dream last night, I was introducing you to a friend and I had to call you Patroclus because I'd forgotten your real name in the dream. You didn't seem to mind though.
It's not your real name? Are you a spy or something?
Article very good, by the way!
Sometimes I think Patroclus *is* my real name. It's as real as any other that I've currently got.
Annie: A spy? I wish it were as exciting as that. No, just some bureaucratic shenanigans relating to my granny's two husbands (My Granny's Two Husbands being a show that didn't take off in quite the same way as My Two Dads).
Your granny was polyandrous?
Cool.
Did one of your granny's two husbands have bouffy hair, a neatly trimmed beard and a penchant for snow-washed denim?
God I loved that show.
In a bad way.
You're a mystery wrapped up in an enigma wrapped up in failed Nigel Slater pastry.
('Scuse the sluggish reply.)
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