I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good. And I will still be writing my reviews. But they will be, shall we say, reduced to bite size pieces on account of the pressure that the word count impresses upon my creative economy.
Wordy! What I'm saying is that the earlier reviews are queen bitches in their detail-specific glory, and they make my shit hard. Anyone got a spare laxative I can use?
Oh, anyone ready for a horror movie quiz? I'm writing one now, nothing much, fifteen items, but I want to see if there are any real aficionados out there.
I'm dead serious. I'm swearing by my bowel movement.