Fight to the Last Bloody Drop

I’ve decided to do the book. I know this is near suicidal, but what else can I do? At the end of the day, I can only do what you always do when you are poor and don’t have rich folks to give you handouts - you get on with it. I don't have the money for rent or food, I don't have enough to pay for a funeral, so I work. I graft. It’s what people like me do. We struggle because it’s the only way to survive, the only way to get through. Normally, I could go back into politics and spin doctoring, but no one is going to give a job to someone as ill as me. I need to pay rent, I need to eat, and so I’ll swallow hard and get on with it.

I know how bad things are for me, but I am not a quitter. I will fight to the last bloody drop. This book will not only keep me afloat financially for the next few months, it might just stop the heartbreak killing me.