Well I've been living in rejection city for some time now, but I'm reliably informed this is what happens when you're a *real writer*. In fact, according to one of my contacts, I should be so lucky I get the opportunity in the first place to GET rejected. I had been too busy feeling sorry for myself regarding FIVE REJECTIONS IN FIVE DAYS ON FIVE PROJECTS I REALLY WANTED to think about it like that, so cheers. (You know who you are: one day... When you're least expecting it... BLAM!!! ; ).
The good news is I am WELL busy man, innit. In fact, I'm reading so many supernatural projects at the moment I think I may have fallen into a parallell universe whilst fighting vampires and having an alien baby simultaneously. In fact, the inside of my head is so scrambled with other people's stories of the paranormal, I accidentally wrote an extra terrestriel into my serial killer treatment only last night (maybe the producer won't notice?? Watch this space).
So anyway, way too busy too talk. Instead feast your eyes upon this array of reptiles, naked chicks and flesh eating beasties. True story: the hole that devours stuff in the video was modelled on my brain. I had to have sittings and everything, like for a portrait artist... I'm really going now. Talk amongst yourselves!