Happy Friday!
Sofia Essen is a writer, an expat, and the Mum of a Yorkshire Terrier. She also has a terrific blog. Yes, I say it even though she claims to bring her posts in at 100 words or less, rather than 100 words or fewer.
This is not her dog. This is Fergie, the dog of my mom’s physical therapist.
Byron Edgington, a.k.a. The Skywriter, has a super web site/blog as befits such a fine writer. Sadly, as of this writing, he doesn’t have an RSS feed set up so I can’t subscribe to it, and you know how my memory is, so I keep forgetting to check it. On one hand, that’s my loss, since he posts free stories there. On the other hand, when I do remember, there awaits a treasure trove of stories piled up for my reading pleasure.
There’s a terrific new writer resource site called Lore Forge which I recommend to your attention. Funny and useful and very well-put-together.
Finally, there is Mr. Bean. Ah, what can one say about Mr. Bean? As Mr. Bean himself would say … nothing. If you have a couple of minutes, go watch this clip about falling asleep in church. If you have a few additional minutes, watch the longer clip for additional shenanigans.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character has difficulty staying — or cannot stay — awake during a church service or important meeting.
MA
Jane
January 2, 2015 at 9:55amLOVVE MR. BEAN!!!
And his Black Adder series is legendary. I prefer the Elizabethan episodes, because -wait for it- Mr Bean looks HOT!
My personal falling-asleep story involves a narrator at the recording for the blind job I once had. She was not my usual narrator, so I had no idea what I was in for. Or I would’ve brought some pins or something to stick into myself.
Anyway, she was narrating this book about hedgehogs and their little families and what they said to each other and how they made up their wee homes, etc. I go straight to snooze on animal stories like these. I think a dull story is not improved by pretending animals are just like people and letting Them do the boring life stuff. IT’s NOT MORE INTERESTING!
Oh, and her voice was a soporific near-monotone!
I proceeded to start nodding. Then I began jerking. Then–well, I didn’t actually fall out of my chair, but I feared for MY LIFE! What if I fell out and broke my neck???! I pictured the narrator eventaully pausing for breath, glancing up at my window, seeing no one there, and simply going back to the story!
On the good side, I didn’t break my nefck from whiplash, either!
Happy New YEAR!
Marian Allen
January 2, 2015 at 10:19amROTFLOL!!! Charlie knows not to look at me when we’re being bored in public. He knows I’ll either be pointing a finger-gun at my own head or have my wrist up to my mouth, pretending to chew off my own paw to escape.
Fia Essen
January 2, 2015 at 11:22pmHello there! Bunches of thanks for including me in your post. I’m chuffed! And, look, I changed the tagline on my blog. Or less… I had a “blonde moment” when I put that up. Can we blame the holiday eggnog?
Marian Allen
January 3, 2015 at 8:13amIt’s so common now, it’s probably become acceptable usage. I’m just showing my age by being all curmudgeonly about it. heh
Oh, BTW, I’m now stalking you, so blame your post of Jan 2, 2015. lol
Jane
January 3, 2015 at 9:58amHey, I just read the Byron Edgington story. IT WAS QUOTIDIAN!
Thanks so much for the link. Mr. E. is a truly fine writer.
Marian Allen
January 3, 2015 at 10:48amHe is, indeed, Jane!
Fia Essen
January 3, 2015 at 2:28pm@Marian Allen – I’m delighted to be “stalked” by you.