A fun writing exercise (started when I should’ve been working on my Edinburgh Fringe show) that somehow turned into a proper thing. I began jotting down names, staring out of the window, and listing all the stuff that gets on my nerves (cooking, cars, jogging). And now, here we are: a lovely—if I may say so myself—collection of short stories about normal people struggling with really basic things.
Perfect toilet reading, perhaps, given how short they are. Or something to dip in and out of while you're parked up in Waitrose car park waiting for your mum to do her shopping.
Features three swear words and possibly a couple of typos.
About the author
Paul S. Richards is a writer based in Cambridge, England. He’s 44 and often talks about himself in the third person. Over the past 20 years, he’s taken more than thirty plays to the Edinburgh Fringe, earning a fair bit of acclaim along the way—most notably for Harvey Greenfield is Running Late, which was later developed into a feature film.
He drinks too much coffee and is determined to grow a beard one day.
