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528 pages, Paperback
First published May 7, 2024
I refused to read anything worthwhile these days. Not only did I not want to compare myself to the greats, but nor [sic] did I want to risk being accused of idea theft, but I found that spite was my favorite motivator. Every terrible idiom, every clumsy sentence, every ill-conceived plot and obnoxious main character highlighted ways in which I’d like to do things differently.
Gandhi told us to be the change we want to see in the world. He was probably talking about kindness or charity or something, but I preferred to apply it to becoming the author I wished everyone else was.
"But all I could feel was the heartbeat of the cock inside me."
'“Please,” I begged, needing him inside me more than the sun in the winter, more than water in the desert, more than air.'
"His cock made everything else feel like eating ashes after experiencing caviar."