As the host of Bangkok Poetry Night and author of Last Tango in Aberystwyth and the forthcoming Don’t Cry for Me Aberystwyth, Malcolm Pryce knows a thing or two about big words.

Favorite Bangkok noise:
The "chop, chop" sound when the immigration official stamps your passport and lets you back into the country.

When writer's block strikes:
I stare into the mirror and mouth the words, "You’re a failure, you’ll never write another word again." It seems to work.

Reading:
Solzhenitsyn, Thomas Mann, Rilke, T.S. Eliot, anything by me.

On Bangkok Poetry Night groupies:
We need more.

Stupidest trend: 
TV commercials in lifts. And inside the Skytrain. In fact, anywhere except on TV.

Favorite crowd: 
Saigon schoolgirls.

Fail-safe crowd pleaser:
The best way to please a crowd, in my experience, is to lynch someone.

People always assume I’m: 
No idea.

But I’m really: 
I’m sure they’re right.

Idol:
Guy Fawkes

Advice for 2007:
Find out the truth about 9/11: 911smokingguns.com

Freestlyle us a little ditty: 
You’ll have to speak to my agent.

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