Autobiographical
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When a ghost looked at me
People don’t want to talk about ghosts. One night at university I was staying with my girlfriend. She had just fallen asleep but I was still wide awake. After a while I noticed the figure standing in front of the wardrobe. It was a young woman looking at herself in the wardrobe mirror and when I propped myself up…
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How I stopped being a genius
Let me tell you that until the age of 29 I was a tortured genius.To help other people understand this, I lived in a squalid bedsit. I was also permanently unhealthy in that way typical of geniuses, and I spent my nights barking my tortured, misunderstood poetry into the smoky fug of doggerel-filled rooms. Don’t…