So, my mother is having a conversation with my aunt about the giftedness of their respective children, and the topic of the troubled writerly-child comes up. (Auntie Cathy's troubled writerly child is a thirty-two year old unemployed PhD-holding pot smoker who stil lives at home and still manages to never see his mother)
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MOTHER: Oh, we
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Oh money for you hang on hang on
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I'm getting better at telling people I write fic. Took me a degree w honours to get the confident words I wanted to use to explain, but there you go!
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Brilliant. Just BRILLIANT!
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It doesn't matter. The conversation is now OVER! :)
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Awwwwwwwww... man, I LOVE your mother. It makes so much sense, I love the way she thinks.
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But my mum's a geek to begin with. Plus she's had a very, very long time to adjust to the weirdness that is life on the interwebs. Once you've tried to explain 'furries' and make them acceptable to your mother, everything else gets easier by comparison, trust me.
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