In which hecklerspray writer Chris Laverty chronicles his ultimately doomed efforts to win the Empire Thunderdome writing competition...
Month 4: They called me Heckler!
There was a moment, right before I picked up last month's magazine, where I seriously started to wonder what the judges had said about me. It never occurred before that moment, especially with that previous issue's derogatory example; just getting through remained priority number one.
Anyway, with hopeful optimism I opened the magazine and saw that again, for the second time running, your man at hecklerspray is about as popular as a cool refreshing can of Toilet Duck. It stings, and I now feel annoyed at myself for changing tact. Trying to show my feminine side, what was I thinking? I very quickly discover, thanks to the forum, that the Empire demographic is young adult males with an interest in action movies; not indie-queen Felicity Huffman. A bit like on here then. The website I write for. Our demographic.
I can be such a dumb fuck sometimes.
