| Letter from hopeful author. Dear Sir or Madam, I must be one of thousands of struggling writers who are nagging you for a glimmer of hope in the business of arranging letters into words, words into sentences, sentences into books and books into money. I�m skint but I can arrange letters in various ways. I�d like to see what you think of my ideas.�We think you should give up� �Go away� or whatever. The basis of my current construction concerns religion, or more specifically how the Universe would be is God didn�t have any money. Of course it is based around a new God, Raymond an unemployed layaround who is content for his new kingdom to be made out of budget materials such as kebab boxes and plasticine. We don�t have a Stone age, but there is a cardboard age. The substitute forms the main basis of tools and weapons, Caveman Paul sleighs his way to power armed with a piece of formica. There are many other elements to the piece |
| NEVER SENT - obviously |