About

Call me Sam. Don’t call me Samantha. And for the love of Christ, don’t ever call me Sammy.

I’m twenty-five, I’m English, and I’m not a fan of bread. By day, I’m an office manager for a luxury chocolate company; by night, I’m an alcohol-imbibing, people-hating, frustrated writer who would love to have achieved more in life, but who really can’t be arsed.

If you like any of the things I’ve written here, you can follow me on Twitter (@sam_scott160.)