Where, oh where, oh where is PeeDee? Where, oh where, oh where is PeeDee? Where, oh where, oh where is PeeDee, where could he have gone?
Sorry, flashbacks to when my Munchkin was a much, much smaller Munchkin and we'd sing that song with seventeen BILLION verses... where are your fingers, where are your toes, where is your head, where is your nose... *thinks back fondly*
I suppose he's done another self-ban, but usually he's still in communiqué. :o( Boo hoo, I haven't chatted with Pete in weeks. Hopefully he's off being über productive and has a whole stack of fabulous stories done.
Thanks to some gentle prodding ("Go write something.") from my favorite PM victim friend, I'm working on a short story, which may end up being the start of my next book. I've had the book idea marinating, and now I'm working on a similar story that I hadn't originally been what I was thinking for the book. But it just might work. And if not, what the hell. It's writing, right?
Right now the sun is shining! It's chilly, but not as nasty cold as it's been. I'm going to bury my head in the sand and pretend this is a sign that the late-season snowstorm has been canceled. *grin*
Off to write!
Where, oh where?
Saturday, April 14, 2007
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Maybe all of that black ink he got on his hand is really the Black Spot and the Kracken got him. :D
Glad to hear you're writing again!! And great to see ya on the boards...
...and keeping RT on his toes, of course!
I can't be TOO dead, if I just posted a couple of days ago, can I? Savvy?
Sheesh. :)
My toes have nothing to do with that pervertress.
That's not what I heard RT... heard they were crammed into FM pumps the other day and there're pictures to prove it.
I hang out on the wrong blogs. My biographer is going to find this place in sixty years and go "WHAT about this guy's toes!?"
Funny...I envision my biographer finding this blog in 20 years and asking 'Why didn't this Pete character like your toes?'
Oh, one more thing. Carrie...go write something. :D
She really should. SOME of us on this blog are getting six pages a day done. Whereas OTHERS of us are getting RT all hot 'n' bothered, never a pretty sight.
You're right, Pete... you really should quit trying to seduce RT. :oD
How do you think he got those six pages a day? I'm the sexiest antagonist he has going for him. *grin*
Oh, no. You're using "pages" as a code for that, aren't you?! Six times a day? Wow. I'm not sure whether to be impressed or horrified.
Six "pages" a day really strains my "writing hand," but I think my "pen" has enough "ink" to see the "story" through to its "ending."
So, did you get that late-season snow storm? We did. *grump*
Seventeen billion verses. I remember those days. :-)
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