"The Voice cuddles you and says 'good job'. But you look back and see its shit dripping off the pavement curbs of your so-called aspirations." The warehouse as Monstro whale stomach, the pixel moving across the board game table, the daughter with bruises coming home - this builds to something genuinely furious and earns every word of it.
Great to have your voice on Substack, Will. I have subscribed and look forward to reading more. I would love you to do the same, if my writing resonates.
I loved this piece!
your writing is so cool!!
thanks! :) I really appreciate it
Tune your strings to its demands- is so well written!! loved it, thank you for sharing <3
Thanks K, I’m really glad you enjoyed it 😊.
Yet another fantastic piece, great work 😎
Thank you as always 🫡😎
This is dope
Thanks for the support
I’ll do the same!!
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Hey! I love your writing.
You did a great work. 🤝
Thanks! I really appreciate that :).
"The Voice cuddles you and says 'good job'. But you look back and see its shit dripping off the pavement curbs of your so-called aspirations." The warehouse as Monstro whale stomach, the pixel moving across the board game table, the daughter with bruises coming home - this builds to something genuinely furious and earns every word of it.
Great to have your voice on Substack, Will. I have subscribed and look forward to reading more. I would love you to do the same, if my writing resonates.
Looks and sounds amazing, would love to hear your opinions on a book I’ve been working on