April 30, 2010 in Wordsmoker Publishing
The more sober astute amongst you may have noticed something slightly strange about Wordsmoker for the past couple of weeks. No, it’s nothing to do with us being bought up by Viacom in a deal literally worth dollars. No – there’s been a distinct absence of me. Long boring story short – my stupid depression caught up with me yet again, so I retreated to my bed to spend some quality time crying and mulling over possible methods of suicide it turns out I’m too scared to attempt. As exciting as this sounds, it isn’t. But there you go.