h: 17:30
I'm sitting at my desk, preparing the outline of a lecture, listening to RadioOndaRossa; I just had some pineapple; I'm drinking black tea. The window is open to let some "fresh" air enter. It's so warm I'm sweating considerably, I'm quite undressed and a big strip of sun hits my shoulder and I can't close the curtains anymore otherwise it gets too dark. I have a dozen of windows open on the computer 'cos I'm looking for the right article. In half an hour I'll need to start cooking, I'm bored only thinking about it. It's a beautiful warm spring day. People chat outside. Now I'm going get a beer from the fridge.
7 comments:
you're writing like this is drugstore chick porn a.k.a Danielle Steel.
Is it a bad thing?
its a funny thing.
well, you never know I will end up being a best-seller chick-porn writer! ah! :)
Sorry girls, but can I make a suggestion? D: Remember the plan about the surrealist sheep farm? I have a better idea. Listen:
Rosamunde Pilcher aka chick porn writer earns so much money that she lives in a castle in the UK with her husband and 7031 dogs and/or cats. => You become bestseller chick-porn writer. You buy mansion (I don't care where). We all move there and live happily ever after. HURRRAH!
uhm...maybe... but to become such a great writer I would need "original" "real" materials.. how about if I write about your personal stories, romances and misfortunes?
P.S. i love dogs but I'm not sure about the 7031 cats and dogs..
I'll let you use my personal stories, romances and misfortunes (all totally suitable for trash novels à la RP or DS) under the condition that you name "my" character:
(1) Michelle de Saint Pierre
or
(2) Jacqueline Carricaturine
or
(3) Phoebe Jordan Barbebleue
Deal?
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