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You cannot live as I have lived and not end up like this
Though born into privilege and inheriting a fortune, Willie Donaldson ended up dying alone in a seedy rented flat, his computer still logged on to a lesbian porn site. To some, he had been one of the great, under-rated comic writers of our time, and to others, a dangerous force of corruption and decadence. His achievements were significant – he published “Sylvia Plath” while still at Cambridge, as a producer in the Sixties he staged “Beyond the Fringe”, and he was later to write the celebrated “Henry Root Letters” – but not as impressive as his reckless talent for self-destruction.The impresario became a serial bankrupt. The man about town, who had lived with Sarah Miles and been engaged to Carly Simon, ended up as a ponce in a Chelsea brothel. Success as a writer quickly led him into a dark underworld of crack addiction, fraud and sexual obsession. Now friend and collaborator, Terence Blacker unravels the intimate truth of Willie Donaldson`s strange story in all its glamour, hilarity and pain. `What a young fool I was. But how I adored him` – Carly Simon. `A slimy crook` – “Private Eye”.`For the skill and wit of his writing he deserves to be hailed as the English Nabokov` – Auberon Waugh. `I am someone who always answers the phone at 1.00 am, because I know it isn`t going to be my bank manager or the Inland Revenue, but probably a crack dealer or a prostitute` – Willie Donaldson.