Coming Clean (or wiped with a damp cloth)

Just cos I mentioned this elsewhere and have no real reason to be cagey, the nuts are books. Novels, to be specific. I am a novelist. Currently a slightly frustrated one, given that my latest has only been published in Russian and shows no signs of coming out in English any time soon.

Oh, and yes, of course I'm jealous of Bete de Jour's talent/success... that's no secret. But I'm also quite open about liking the book and hoping it does well. I just don't believe it's real.

But anyway... I might carry on talking about nuts, flimsy analogy though they represent, out of sheer perversity.