I had enough of writing for the consumption of others. Today I write for me. Me, me, me. Oh? Is the editor going to strangle me with barb wire if I do? Rubbish. The editor with-a-cute-nose will merely succumb to my unearthly will, to my unmatched authority! I shall not write for the amusement of others. Fuck them all. Today is MY DAY! Begone, Editor! Do not disturb me from the pit of madness and profanity. Allow me the dignity (if[...]

