Wrote two novels during lockdown. The Burnt Watcher and Visitation. A third escapes me.
The heartfelt story of a racist who falls for the most unlikely of partners.
The heartfelt story of a racist who falls for the most unlikely of partners.
Akin to "somewhere between a bit and why-can't-I-open-the-door?"
Akin to "somewhere between a bit and why-can't-I-open-the-door?"
I am sorry, but you are correct. Many of my kind are absolute cunts.
I am sorry, but you are correct. Many of my kind are absolute cunts.