O_O
Man, sometimes I deliberately set out to write weird-ass stories. And sometimes weird-ass stories happen to me instead.
So there I was, scribbling frantically away during my lunchbreak, having skulked off to a cafe in hopes of a bit of privacy. Tragically, my scribbling was frantic enough to draw the attention of the 84-year-old gentleman sitting next to me. (How do I know he was 84? Because he apologized for interrupting my writing and then proceeded to tell me his life story. *hands*)
He was a writer too, y'see. Self-published, but nonetheless. He had novels! Many novels! And of course I would like to purchase one from him, right? But he'd have to order one specially for me. He recommended the paperback-sized one, as the big one would be rather expensive for someone like me...
Megan's continuous reaction: *tentative smile-and-nod while making I-really-must-be-going-now noises*
But anyway. His parting comment to me (as I fled like a sad little mofo) was that he bet I didn't know what anthropophagy was. Nope, I didn't. Look it up, says he, beaming cheerfully. Look it up, you'll see.
SO I LOOKED IT UP JUST NOW.
What. What, what, what. WHY? *flail* I am so confused, y'all.
PS - And that is why I only have 177 words written so far. Shaddup, you would've fled too. *g*
So there I was, scribbling frantically away during my lunchbreak, having skulked off to a cafe in hopes of a bit of privacy. Tragically, my scribbling was frantic enough to draw the attention of the 84-year-old gentleman sitting next to me. (How do I know he was 84? Because he apologized for interrupting my writing and then proceeded to tell me his life story. *hands*)
He was a writer too, y'see. Self-published, but nonetheless. He had novels! Many novels! And of course I would like to purchase one from him, right? But he'd have to order one specially for me. He recommended the paperback-sized one, as the big one would be rather expensive for someone like me...
Megan's continuous reaction: *tentative smile-and-nod while making I-really-must-be-going-now noises*
But anyway. His parting comment to me (as I fled like a sad little mofo) was that he bet I didn't know what anthropophagy was. Nope, I didn't. Look it up, says he, beaming cheerfully. Look it up, you'll see.
SO I LOOKED IT UP JUST NOW.
What. What, what, what. WHY? *flail* I am so confused, y'all.
PS - And that is why I only have 177 words written so far. Shaddup, you would've fled too. *g*