I’ve been conned, duped into applying for a position where I write about chess, and in return, receive financial rewards with regularity. I don’t quite know how it’s happened. Could it be from a bump on the head I wonder?

I write because I love to write and not because I want to be read. I fell for it hook, line and sinker before being sold up the river. ‘We want people to read what you write and we’ll pay you money’, they said surreptitiously. I said yes. Now I think of Socrates and the importance of self-knowledge. I will transgress their boundaries and do it deliberately so: that’s me to a tee!

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