I'm a really fucking skint writer who was made redundant in February and is now on Universal Credit. If you can help by buying me a coffee (I don’t drink coffee), thank you - this means more to me than you could ever know.
I want to write beautiful inventive things that will change the world, and not have to get a hellish corporate writing job that will suck my soul out daily. Please help me and you'll have my eternal gratitude. OK, I'm an atheist, so it'll be uneternal gratitude and will end when I die, but hopefully that won't be because I'm unable to afford my heating bills.