She's barely literate, what makes her think she can write?
This is a conceit that kills me about Big Albert.
Her entire oeuvre (fuckin get me. I'm in "Pretentious Wanker" mode) consists of entirely self-referential dribbling about, for and solely pertaining to herself, Albert: The Life, The Legend, The Journey.
Her "love of writeeeeen" starts and stops with the dream of her 80lbs better self sitting in a bookshop signing huge heaps of Her Story to a never-ending line of adoring punters. But 90% of writing ISN'T books and her shtick is a tiny percentage of that, even if she thought her ghastly fanfic would ever get published aside from her fabulous memoirs. Apart from the big guns, most writers earn their daily on uncredited stuff - every blurb, advert, professional website etc etc has "a writer" in there somewhere, and a considerable percentage of books that do make it are ghosted. She grasps none of that.
Al doesn't love writing, she loves the idea of Being A Writer and she absolutely loves contemplating the marvel that is herself. Writing is just another medium through which to worship at the altar of self - and to put off making any real change, because it's much easier to write pseudo-deep shite about Big Depresshuns than make the changes needed to help it, or to create a fantasy AL that "inspires" people in some nebulous, unstated way. You need to fucking DO SOMETHING to inspire others, just as you need to write something outside your own reference to claim to love writing.
Those who love writing....write. A spergout on here has more claim than her endless glorified diaries, and just like anything else, even if you genuinely love writing a lot of the time it's fucking hard slog. And she can prove me wrong in an instant, with just one piece of writing that is in no way related to her life. But she won't.
Fucking Kiwi Farmers have a greater legacy in terms of writing simply because we think outside ourselves. That has to be the epitome of black humour.
Tl:dr Clanger's having an eppy again, ignore; it's probably late anyway (catching up.) She'll shut up eventually.
wait.... don't tell me those are the same pants. black yoga leggings are permanently on her legs I can't tell the difference anymore.
They've fused.
(Dammit.
@emspex - sorry Ems, dubble-bubbled. Can you merge these next time you're wandering past, pretty pliz. Ta.)
