Over the weekend my son, Logan, made the comment: "Dad, you are the most boring man in the world. All you want to do is sit and write."
Okay. He's got a point. But if I'm going to be the most boring man in the world, I want a commercial contract. Can't you see me, sitting in front of the keyboard while a voice-over narration says:
He writes on two computers simultaneously . . .
When he goes to art museums he tells his wife, "I could paint that . . . "
As a child, his mother made him sleep on the kitchen floor to keep the cockroaches at bay . . .
When he says he wants to make love, his wife thinks he's talking about baking a cake . . .
He is . . . the most boring man in the world . . .
Keep writing, my friends!
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