The rat looks cute. The one in your arms too.
Any fool could tell you 8,000 words by you will be rife with brilliant observation and inventive wording.
Best advice ever: write the names down. Keep a cheat sheet. Say thank you.
Posted by jk at May 9, 2006 07:06 PM
So that begs the question, are you going to work Mr. Orange Shoes into the novel? If so, I can't wait to see what you'll do with him!
*rubs hands together excitedly*
Posted by Gail at May 9, 2006 09:46 PM
IS that a tattoo on your ankle or a dirty blob of something? It looks like a spider and is freaking me out.
What's with the no white/labour day thing? I never got that...
Posted by Chloe at May 10, 2006 02:43 AM
How do you write so EASILY? :(
I have problems trying to write a hundred words a day, let alone two thousand.
Posted by ryan d at May 10, 2006 05:32 AM
I saw the ankle spot and immediately thought, The Stigmata of St. Socar.
Posted by Virge at May 10, 2006 04:37 PM
Virge - Ha, some saint! The church would be right hard up, the day that happened.
Ryan D - I wouldn't exactly say I do it EASILY. I've been managing to do it, so far, but only through sheer force of will.
Chloe - I have no idea where the white/Labour Day thing came from. As for the spot, it's on my foot, not my ankle--but I assure you it's a tattoo, not a spider. (A pretty crappy tattoo, I must confess. Total jailhouse stuff, though I wasn't actually IN jail.)
Gail - Well, I didn't use Mr. Orange's name (first or last), but the office bore, Jim Cohen, is a lot like him. He behaves in some of the same ways. Already, he has followed Arthur Goldman on a shopping trip, uninvited.
jk - Ha ha. Thank you.
Posted by Rats at May 10, 2006 04:59 PM