1\ Biography

Tim K. Roberts: founder of the Alliance of Written Trash

Roberts spent his growing years in a public school located where he’d later refer to as a loser’s town in his then worldwide controversial piece “Shameless Bunny.”

In his undergraduate years, Roberts founded the well-known Alliance of Written Trash (AWT).

As usual, Hamlet found no way to sustain the conversation with his departmental mates, not all but most of who were bony arrogant girls, and headed to the school café to meet his best mate since elementary school – Jim. That’s the discourse of their friendship. Truth was that they didn’t know each other except in school’s gossip until they studied in the university.

They met in the library. It was when Jim encountered his life-time soulmate – Adrian Mole, or to be more specific, Sue Townsend, aged 55 3/4. Hamlet was sitting on the floor performing his interest on photography of wide range of subjects (but particularly female portrait,) when Jim struggled through the aisle, which was blocked by the very big Hamlet. “This must be the legendary Ham from my school. Only he has the body to block the whole aisle.” Jim thought.

Hamlet recognized Jim. He remembered in the graduation ceremony, the student of the year! “Divinely talented but a dreamer. Do be practical, Jimmy!” He recalled the principal said in front of the whole school, who must have envied Jim’s youth, beauty and talent, and the dreams.

Anyways, this was the moment when the best ran into the worst. Of course the best tried to escape and succeeded. “I found my book,” Jim said, picked up a hard-cover randomly from the shelf with his left hand and waved his right hand “Goodbye!” He then headed nowhere purposefully. On his hand was the book “Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, Aged 13 3/4. “Messy,” he thought but checked it out nevertheless. He believed in fate.

How Adrian Mole had mixed with photography was mystery, but this was how the legend very mistakenly started.

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“What’s it this time? The Alliance of Written Trash?” Hamlet was puzzled. Jim didn’t response. He was busy, working on the next task.

“That makes a tawt!” said Hamlet.

“What?” Jim said, puzzled.

“The initials, if you add a ‘T’ in the front.”

“Oh yes. But this won’t happen in average people’s mind.”

Hamlet caught the paper which Jim was working on and laughed out loud right at the moment.

“A manifesto? You Karl Marx number 2, huh?” said Hamlet, who couldn’t really control his laughter.

“Give me back! That’s unfinished,” said Jim.

“But why? You use to write very serious and boring stuff. You know what, for the first time I find your writing worth a laughter!”

“This is serious. This is the way I think things should go. This is the future!”

“Okay, future! Big words again, huh? As always. And what about the other pages?”

“I’m writing my biography! There my things will be published and sold worldwide. The books should include critical essays, wildest devices for everyday life, art and cultures!”

"You’re really a dreamer, Jim!”