But That Was Just It - Hate

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It Was Written In Some Holy Book, Apparently, So That Made It Okay, And Probably Compulsory.

Soon To Come In Licorice, Orange, Cinnamon, And Banana, But Not Strawberry, Because I Hate Strawberries.

After You've Been Working Fairly Intensively On A Novel For Six Months You Never Want To See The Damn Thing Again.

Dark Fantasy Is Just Another Way Of Saying Horror.