“So, you’re a writer?” by H. G. Robert explores the ugly, but brutally honest side of writing. It is the must-have guide for every wannabe writer and unemployed poet. The book is a hot mess of a few poems, satirical thoughts and writing tips. The best part of the book is the blank chapter at the end where the reader can write his or her comments or simply just a grocery list.
“So, H. G. Robert is a writer? It must be nice not having a real job.”
“Wow, H. G. Robert’s writing is 90% procrastination and 30% panic!”
“Is H. G. Robert still writing that damn book? Has he been published yet?”
“H. G. Robert has a book? I’d rather just wait for the movie to come out…”
“Please buy H. G. Robert’s book, he owes people money!”
“Who is H. G. Robert? I’ve never heard of him.”
H. G. Robert is a writer. He writes checks. Mostly fiction. He may be left-handed, but he is always write. He doesn’t have a bad handwriting, he has his own font. He does his best proofreading right after he publishes his manuscripts. He likes big books and he cannot lie.
H. G. Robert thinks, therefore he blogs. He vomits his mind because he has a passion for expression. If he can’t sleep, he writes. If he can’t write, he reads. Most people read tweets, but he prefers to read the primitive versions of DVDs, e-books. However, if you could read his mind, I’m pretty sure you’d be traumatized for life… after all, his life is based on a true story.