This is not a blog.
I’m trying to figure out the way, the straightest path, to help Maxi h8r Muir drag his wounded, grinning ultra-tragedy through your door-step and into your life.
So this is not a blog.
This is a partly violent, partly melting, sobbing knock on your wood-work. The anti-hero of the 21st century needs you to make sense of a sick quest to achieve the worst number one goal in the world. A broken Scottish village life has pushed him out to the edges of the universe. Why?
So no blog. This is a story trying to find a way to tell itself –
in the UK: ‘How To Kill Your Dad’ on kindle
and in America and the world: ‘How To Kill Your Dad’ on kindle