Writer’s Club



Drink some beer, listen to Jeff Buckley, and stab yourself in the chest until you feel something. Those are my three tips on how to become a better writer. When you shimmer and pulsate, mutilate your heart, and then, once you come alive, begin work on destroying your mind. Disturb yourself until being disturbed is as natural to you as the breast of a lover and a mouthful of their milk. Drink and descend. Fuck and levitate. Write to seduce, and write to recover. Gift wrap the words for that special someone you dream of each and every night and imagine feeding them to their begging lips. Dream of them crying as what you have to say cuts through their pale body like a knife because you’re a monster that way. If you don’t want to crush the one who moves you, then it’s not love, it’s just body parts going in and out like machinery. If you don’t obsess in perverting your lover, then they’re not your lover, they’re just someone you know a bit more than those you don’t sleep with. Let me bite you. Let me drag you down to my level so you can see the horrors behind my ever-watchful eyes. Give me your hand and let me ruin you like I ruin myself in this eternal quest to write shit that makes people give a fuck. Give me God. Give me your kiss. Give me your hallelujahs and give me your promise that we’ll be with each other until our bones turn to dust and our souls journey to those far away galaxies I write about when I’m feeling romantic.

A Journal for Damned Lovers Volumes 1 & 2 on Amazon.co.uk

A Journal for Damned Lovers Volumes 1 & 2 on Amazon.com

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