I Have Another Thought.

[eagle_of_words]

Well, as I understand it, quite a few of us share headspace with others of us.

What's that like for you, my dear ones? There're two others in here with me, not counting M. Verne, who's quite the handful always busy somewhere else not sexy enough "an author" and seems to consider himself exempt

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[rightonschedule]

My typist has informed that I will soon be sharing space with any number of ancient Roman poets.

I do hope she shall keep close watch on them. One does hear distressing things about the habits of both Romans and poets.

[eagle_of_words]

*laughs pleasantly* Not Catullus, I hope? That might prove altogether too interesting.

So one does, so one does. And who's a better example than our dear little Jehan?

[rightonschedule]

My secretary claims she had that very idea, but Mr. Catullus had already taken on the services of a typist.

Right now, the names she mentions are Quintus Horatius Flaccus or Publius Vergilius Maro. I do hope she settles on Virgil, because Horace sounds a bit of a wastrel.

[eagle_of_words]

Pity.

Virgil is an admirable choice. Horace is rather more difficult. Besides, his Latin is very difficult to translate, says my typist.

[rightonschedule]

My secretary is in a dire situation, as she apparently has a great love of both poets not to mention a love of writing about them doing most ungentlemanly things together. Distressing.

[eagle_of_words]

Dire indeed, sir. Good luck to you. *cheeky grin* Yours and mine seem as though they would get on rather excellently, my dear fellow. Peculiar similarities.

[rightonschedule]

These secretaries seem to possess a uniform peculiarity of vices, true.

[eagle_of_words]

I hadn't thought of it that way, but that's the perfect wording for it. *laugh*