2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 253: Basically, he’s an all right sort of bloke.at all right, adj.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 253: Shit, man, you talk like he was some sort of joke baddie from an Agatha Christie film.at baddie, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 65: You changed your style. No more baggies now. Certainly no more baseball caps turned the wrong way round.at baggies, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 24: Jimi had never been to an orgy before. Be-ins, love-ins, sit-ins, lie-ins but never an actual orgy.at be-in, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 57: Although, frankly, one has never exactly turned to Monsieur Amis for a belly-laugh.at belly laugh (n.) under belly, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 195: Porn’s really big now as long as you dress it up as something a bit more respectable.at big, adj.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 290: No way would I blab his big secret around the place.at blab, v.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 251: You’re a writer yeah yeah, blahdy-blah.at blah, blah, blah under blah, v.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 100: It began to seem as if he were in possession of some kind of bug which tapped into my creative consciousness.at bug, n.4
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 178: A mere handshake was too buttoned-up to be acceptable, a hug too aggressively heartfelt.at buttoned up, adj.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 218: Give me a buzz when you have a moment.at give someone a buzz (v.) under buzz, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 221: What good would it do me to have some ambitious ten-per-center [...] ?at ten-per-center, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 158: A list of titles, including such clonkers as Terpischore of Life [...] was drawn up.at clunker, n.1
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 87: An hour ago I was up to my oysters in posh crumpet.at crumpet, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 192: These were dealers, drug dukes enacting their own little bloody border disputes.at duke, n.4
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 286: Coke-brained film exec, scurfy critic, sneering resentful writer.at exec, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 57: He lifted his hands in a faggoty two-fingered clawing motion.at faggoty, adj.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 193: I was the writer as man of action [...] a fast-track fictioneer.at fast track, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 41: Ned [...] who, after some horrific mid-life freak-out, now lived a tranquil, and probably tranquillized, life as a handyman.at freak-out, n.
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 81: Two-thirty at my gaffe. The Brobury. Ask for the Tower Suite.at gaff, n.1
2000 T. Blacker Kill Your Darlings 283: A few of the Granta gang whose reputations were still in credit.at gang, n.1