Author fiddling on the roof
How does he manage ?
Such a slippery slope
Of course he’s a famous author, is that why?
Or is it his ability to write and juggle, not jiggle, there?
Is that the real reason he’s successful?
Wish I could nail that down.
A balance, there.
Will he mind my attempt to follow in his tracks?
Like there’s chance he’ll sniff out my teetering masquerade.
It’s out of respect and affection.
He’s one of my favorite writers.
How are you coming along with your author party preparations?
Of course you are invited to the Virtual Christmas Party.
LouAnn and Robin wouldn’t forget.
You dropped your invitation in the shrubbery on the way home after the last one.
See? Pick up your invitation here.
Please note: LouAnn and Robin are postponing the party for a bit.
The recent shock of the school attack is just too much. Read here.
We’ll let you know about future plans.
RC Cat and Molly, the
mauler Malamute, are helping so maybe I’ll get done in time.
Just the RC cat’s meow: “We approve of staff’s choice, but insist this be done tastefully.”
(I’ve declined the offered hairball.)
But the eagerly offered light-colored underfur is perfect.
(Wish they would leave them all in one place, though. Sigh. Exercise is good.)
No need to sew or glue
Oh, it’ll stay for the duration.
Have you ever tried to get all the pet hair off with those lint rollers?
But they insist on supervising.
You can see the intense examination of the prototype.
Now all I need are a couple of black socks to hand down across my ears.
What? Oh, I’ll just keep my back to the wall for 5 minutes or so –
After everyone has a few drinks, the end won’t be noticed or observed.
But I’ll have a tale ready just in case.
Taking a few notes – or letter combinations – or fine phrases from my author hero.
Each time one of his stories begins, I just shiver
“It was a dark and stormy night….”
Sign of a great author: can’t wait to see what happens next!
Will it be a war epic of the French Underground?
Who knows with this character.
(Note to self: must learn that French song he sings by the piano)
What him the perfect choice for a wild Christmas party?
Not only is he an accomplished dancer, he’s a master of holiday decorations.
His home displays have even won awards!
For him, fame: fait accompli
A lofty perspective gained from communing with flighty ones.
Vintage writing instrument, a signature piece.
An observer of society.
A philosopher commenting with few words.
A risk taker who lives life to the fullest.
Must do this noble author justice.
(Maybe he’ll toss me a bone: like a publisher’s home phone?)
See you at the party on Saturday and you’ll find out who’s my author.
(Here’s the address, in case you forgot)
I’ll be the one backed up against the wall – holding the tale.
Phil, the Philosopher of the Hedge.
Oh, here’s some more? Thanks.
But I think that’s enough now.
You may stop.
Please enough with the fur.
Oh, merry on!
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