Bad Boy Poet: LIVE TONIGHT IN DALSTON
BOOK LAUNCH TONIGHT NOVEMBER 14TH 2018
BOOK LAUNCH TONIGHT NOVEMBER 14TH 2018
reading some poems in the Spanish desert…
it’s my 30th birthday
Originally posted on Milk + Beans:
Every time I make it sober to the end of the day, I feel like I’ve…
Scott Manley Hadley is a literary blogger and poet. Renowned for his candid and tongue-in-cheek reviewing style he’s also aContinue Reading
listen and or watch me read some poems (or do neither)
hear my voice, reacquaint yourselves with my fallibility
Scott sings some songs in a garage
talking about my bald head and my sufficient pubes to camera
the speech i read at my grandfather’s funeral
So I walk on towards deaths (plural) in the cooling twilight
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new article & award attention elsewhere
How many men must a man urinate in front of before you can call him a man?
read all about bs johnson – like this blog but in a book
Once upon a time, I was trying to be a writer…
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Bald men: Another Victim of the Patriarchy
no hair on my head, loads of hair on my balls
In memory of Fidel Castro, some prose inspired by Pedro Juan Gutierrez from a decade ago.
A 4 second Noise Piece and a link to more madness at the HuffPo
Absolutely knock out novel about the gay bro scene.
relentlessly promoting my anti-london agenda
It’s my birthday and I’ll write 6,500 words on Skyfall if I want to
someone has written about me
A bald head looks like the tip of an erect penis without the external urethral meatus.
Mr Hip-Scott himself is back on the HuffPo
I read and discuss a book about dickhead hipster bartenders, just weeks after stopping being one.
some anonymous little merican sent poppa some h8 mail and poppa aint havin none of it
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Visiting the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales.
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The fridge didn’t have the food in to facilitate a fry up: no bacon, no sausage, no mushroom, no tomato.Continue Reading
Today I collated all the short stories. poems and openings to novels I wrote as an undergraduate and published themContinue Reading
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Nothing interests me on The Mall. And only the pelicans do in St James’s Park. But I like walking, passing,Continue Reading
‘Which way?’ ‘Wherever, man. Just somewhere without CCTV, you know? My ket dealer got fuckin’ three years ‘cause some factoryContinue Reading







































