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Registered Idiot
Hello kind and loverly people!
Big kiss to you all.
I am Nathan Jones, and I have just joined your spiffing site. I'm here with an ulterior motive, but I'm prepared to do the hard labour first.
As every bugger seems to be, I am trying to write a novel. Yes, I know - poor soul. Therefore, I have come to this place in order to receive feedback on my attempts at storytelling. I'm guessing however, that I will have to prove myself first? Put as much effort into the group as I would like to get out of it?
Well, I'll try.
Right now, I am using the internet in the middle of the day, and I really shouldn't be... so I shall be back later this evening to peruse the site and the forums more closely. For now, I simply thought I ought to leave a greeting to you all.
What's that? You want to know about me? Well, very quickly I suppose...
I am, as mentioned, Nathan Jones, a.k.a., Nathan Jeffrey Procter-Jones, originally named Nathan J. Procter; I was one of the swathe of new-age men who bowed to post-feminism and adopted a double-barrelled name upon marriage. This also, of course, upped my social status a notch in one swift move.
Born and raised in Blackburn, Lancashire (I know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall), I now live in Taiwan with my wife Fiona, who still will not let me have the six cats that she’d promised.
I am 32.
I've had a variety of jobs before deciding to live the lazy stress-free life of an unemployed bum pretending to write, including foam banana salesperson, sheep-fart-tester, counter-of-the-dead (and bricks), and mushroom-picker.
I hope I can help to clean-out the filthy little minds that you all have, and aid you in getting in touch with the nastier side of yourself that you fight so hard to suppress.
NJ
Big kiss to you all.
I am Nathan Jones, and I have just joined your spiffing site. I'm here with an ulterior motive, but I'm prepared to do the hard labour first.
As every bugger seems to be, I am trying to write a novel. Yes, I know - poor soul. Therefore, I have come to this place in order to receive feedback on my attempts at storytelling. I'm guessing however, that I will have to prove myself first? Put as much effort into the group as I would like to get out of it?
Well, I'll try.
Right now, I am using the internet in the middle of the day, and I really shouldn't be... so I shall be back later this evening to peruse the site and the forums more closely. For now, I simply thought I ought to leave a greeting to you all.
What's that? You want to know about me? Well, very quickly I suppose...
I am, as mentioned, Nathan Jones, a.k.a., Nathan Jeffrey Procter-Jones, originally named Nathan J. Procter; I was one of the swathe of new-age men who bowed to post-feminism and adopted a double-barrelled name upon marriage. This also, of course, upped my social status a notch in one swift move.
Born and raised in Blackburn, Lancashire (I know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall), I now live in Taiwan with my wife Fiona, who still will not let me have the six cats that she’d promised.
I am 32.
I've had a variety of jobs before deciding to live the lazy stress-free life of an unemployed bum pretending to write, including foam banana salesperson, sheep-fart-tester, counter-of-the-dead (and bricks), and mushroom-picker.
I hope I can help to clean-out the filthy little minds that you all have, and aid you in getting in touch with the nastier side of yourself that you fight so hard to suppress.
NJ
