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This made me laugh. Even the pros struggle.

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His work ethic is really poor. Bit of a slacker if you ask me.
Especially when you consider that, by his own admission, he spent 14 years totally out of it in all the possible ways – alcohol, many/most drugs – and doesn't even recognise some of the books he wrote then.

I've been reading 'On Writing' in the laundrette – washing machine died – and that is one of the more surprising things King says in it.
 
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