Honestly, the few times I've smoked crack, I've always felt like it was a 'Black' drug... Isn't that funny? I wonder if the Blacks feel like cocaine is a White Supremacist drug? I do feel that all races look down on the skag heads, though...
Really looking forward to this novel, Sir! Great work!
Ahhh. Reminds me of my youth. Crack wasn’t involved as we were innocent country kids. More like anything we could rob from our parents drink cabinets.
Later, sometime around midnight on Friday nights the puke would be coming out. Puke induced by cheap cider, brown ale, Pernod, advancer, tequila, bells, Sherry, xxxx, bottled Guinness and a few biftas loaded with squidgy black..
Some of the lingering girls would be getting frisky now as the inhibitions really were gone.
Vomit tasting snogging became a thing.
God…please god. If you exist please please please save my children from that version of “coming of age” . Let theirs be elegant and noble. Somehow let the dice roll better for them. I can’t protect them forever.
Wow! You managed to paint a very vivid picture in my mind of the situation. I'm only just out of the shower, but I could almost go and take another one.
Just found you via @thearrogantsage (new here so not sure if this is the right way to name check). Liked your piece a lot - more elegant than Bukowski? Maybe the London setting (my patch) made it more familiar to me. I've just been reading a poorly written (sadly by a new friend) autobiography of sexual escapades in London which managed to put me off ever wanting a casual encounter (which is not my thing anyway) but you evoked the whole gory shitty madness of it all that I kinda wanted to be there. Thanks for making 1 am on a cold Camden night interesting.
Bukowski is your hero and model ...but in my books the student has outshone the master in gritty realism and discrptive debauchery. Also 'The quaint art of seduction reads as a dire warning against drug use snd hedonism. .A tale of filth with a stark moral undertone .
BUkowski is your literarey hero and model , but the student has clearly outshone the master . If anyone needs a warning against taking drugs and hedonism ,all they need to do is read 'The quaint art of seduction .'
It started out tragic, then suddenly became quite positive, then quickly descended into quite a vivid and funny vision of disaster. I still thought about it though.
We've all been there...
Honestly, the few times I've smoked crack, I've always felt like it was a 'Black' drug... Isn't that funny? I wonder if the Blacks feel like cocaine is a White Supremacist drug? I do feel that all races look down on the skag heads, though...
Really looking forward to this novel, Sir! Great work!
Jesus I very nearly heaved myself lol.
Can you get her on the stream to relive this evening of pleasure?
Now you know why a nice little line of finely chopped flake would have been preferential...well to her at least. Awesome stuff again Chris.
Brings a new meaning to a crap date....
Very much looking forward to reading the novel in full. I enjoyed your attempts to gentrify crack!
Crikey, what a mess. You should have saved the gear for someone who could appreciate it xo
Nice tits shame about the arse, 😉
Ahhh. Reminds me of my youth. Crack wasn’t involved as we were innocent country kids. More like anything we could rob from our parents drink cabinets.
Later, sometime around midnight on Friday nights the puke would be coming out. Puke induced by cheap cider, brown ale, Pernod, advancer, tequila, bells, Sherry, xxxx, bottled Guinness and a few biftas loaded with squidgy black..
Some of the lingering girls would be getting frisky now as the inhibitions really were gone.
Vomit tasting snogging became a thing.
God…please god. If you exist please please please save my children from that version of “coming of age” . Let theirs be elegant and noble. Somehow let the dice roll better for them. I can’t protect them forever.
Wow! You managed to paint a very vivid picture in my mind of the situation. I'm only just out of the shower, but I could almost go and take another one.
Good luck with the book!
Interesting read, ive had the puke a few times but the diarrhoea must have been grim.
Can't wait for the book too come out to unburden myself from the secret juice.
Just found you via @thearrogantsage (new here so not sure if this is the right way to name check). Liked your piece a lot - more elegant than Bukowski? Maybe the London setting (my patch) made it more familiar to me. I've just been reading a poorly written (sadly by a new friend) autobiography of sexual escapades in London which managed to put me off ever wanting a casual encounter (which is not my thing anyway) but you evoked the whole gory shitty madness of it all that I kinda wanted to be there. Thanks for making 1 am on a cold Camden night interesting.
I was thinking, "at least the puke was in the bath," then the incontinence...
Bukowski is your hero and model ...but in my books the student has outshone the master in gritty realism and discrptive debauchery. Also 'The quaint art of seduction reads as a dire warning against drug use snd hedonism. .A tale of filth with a stark moral undertone .
BUkowski is your literarey hero and model , but the student has clearly outshone the master . If anyone needs a warning against taking drugs and hedonism ,all they need to do is read 'The quaint art of seduction .'
It started out tragic, then suddenly became quite positive, then quickly descended into quite a vivid and funny vision of disaster. I still thought about it though.
Ha ha, I knew you'd say that. All in moderation people...well I say that but it's my birthday & I've started on the single malt already oops!!
Looking forward to the novel Chris, keep up the good work. :)