The Tale Spinner

His blockbuster of a book, just a huge, steaming heap of a gobbler's gobbledygook, praised to highest heavens by blabbering blurb-writers who gather in drunken covens. At the world's philosophies he laughed, and scribbled away about everyone's tragic ironies with the blazing seriousness of one hopelessly possessed by vicious self-righteousness. ruefully he soliloquizes throughout his glossy pages about mortal whims and frailties, the haloed, hollowed out lives of the very rich and famous, of lovers, husbands and wives. amazing how they slurp it all up, the readers just oohed and aahed, lapping it up like sugary syrup; awed by his own tale-spinning, now, with the heartiest private laugh, he's guffawing, but not quite kidding !