Sunday, 6 November 2011


This guys the guy. A golden God!
For those confused, I don't mean me (for once). I refer to the hirsuite fellow next to me; Mr Chris Stabback. In one incredible week, he's sold two stories. One to Clarkes-bleedin'-world, the other to Lady Churchill's muthafrackin' Rosebud bastard Wristlet! I'm not jealous...

Let me tell you, I've read fresh-off-the-baking-tray versions of the two stories and the two above-mentioned estimable organs have shown great taste, nay, basic sanity, in buying 'em.

Well done, Chris! (and sorry about the post title...)

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