So back on June 9th,
I started the major surgical adjustments to the third Toby Daye book, An Artificial Night. Again, I know the exact date because I never ever ever throw anything away ever, and also because my planner tends to have notations like 'started rewrites today' and 'actually ran out of pickle relish' on the monthly view. Because that
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(you're right, though :)
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Y'know, I dig this concept more every time you use it, esp after having seen the Sobe ad where geckos dance to Thriller. So, what music *do* velociraptors dance to?
P.S. And you make me want to write, too, damn you. *sob* Even if those strips on writing a novel are hitting way too close to home... :( :)
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Anything they want to.
"You want me to play the Beer Barrel Polka?!"
"We are the dancing velociraptors. You are the record-playing human. Your other option at this party is 'snack bar.'"
"Beer Barrel Polka it is!"
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"Beer Barrel Polka?! But we're a emo-goth band!"
"We are the dancing velociraptors. You are the music-playing humans. Do you *really* want to die painfully?"
"Er... well..."
"Speak for yourself, Miss lead singer/drama queen. Listen, Raptor One, you just chill out for a moment while our bass player goes out back to get his accordion."
"What accordion, Dav-- oh, right, my accordion!"
"Yeah, you remember, the one you bought at the pawn shop across the street."
"But... it's not a *black* accordion!"
"*sigh* Here's 5 bucks, Steve. Pick up some spray paint while you're at it."
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Dance, velociraptors, dance!
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Yayz0rz!
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