Put Your Manuscript Under Your Pillow...
A recent email exchange between a good friend and myself. Her first name rhymes with "Haiti" and her last name rhymes with "ports."
Friend: At present, I think I’m having a tooth issue. My molar hurts like a mother bitch. Totally freaking out about it. Sigh.
Me: That stinks, hope the tooth fairy is on the way with plenty of loot.
Friend: I think all writers should be granted a loot fairy. We need it.
Friend: At present, I think I’m having a tooth issue. My molar hurts like a mother bitch. Totally freaking out about it. Sigh.
Me: That stinks, hope the tooth fairy is on the way with plenty of loot.
Friend: I think all writers should be granted a loot fairy. We need it.
Labels: Writing
4 Comments:
"mother bitch"...I like that one.
Your friend has something with that loot fairy idea ...
Hmmm...Katie? Warts? N
Not 'the' Katie Warts?!
Haahnster,
Katie could give all the people you mentioned on your blog a run for their money in terms of imaginative cussing.
Beth,
We can only hope it will come true.
W.C,
Careful, bub ; )
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