The Conversation: I am writing a play →
OBVIOUSLY.omg.It is about the end of the world and the socialist utopia which follows. There are giant space ants (or possibly space cakes, I haven’t decided) and flame-throwers and copies of The Morning Star and boys from islands who play with matches and girls with guitars and patches on the knees of their…
WILL YOU BE IN MY PLAY?
Everyone ends up in Aberdeen to get away from the poisoned jute. There’s a Whole Foods in Glasgow, isn’t there? You’re gonna be a weegie refugee.
I am so on board with this.
