I've flaunted my work before, but I won't do it again. Our subscription is definitely the best among all the new works this time, and I'm the only one in this issue who dares to say this.
It's a fight every step of the way, and I'm giving it my all. Since this month, I've been glued to the computer for fifteen to sixteen hours a day, pounding out words. My daily cigarette consumption has gone from one pack to two. I'm drinking so much Red Bull for energy that I want to throw up, and having seven or eight cups of coffee every day, even if it causes a stomachache. That's the price of staying alert.
If I'm tired but I've still got to write, I'd sprinkle some menthol on my face. It gets into my eyes, into my mouth, the sensation is pure ecstasy.
