Jan 13 2010
Summertime
(with apologies to Mr Gershwin)
Summertime….
And the beetles are eating
Lightning’s striking
But the orchids are fine:
Oh your book is short,
And the deadline’s a-coming,
So unplug little writer,
Go-o and write.
Jan 13 2010
(with apologies to Mr Gershwin)
Summertime….
And the beetles are eating
Lightning’s striking
But the orchids are fine:
Oh your book is short,
And the deadline’s a-coming,
So unplug little writer,
Go-o and write.
LOL. Love it, Bron! It made me smile as I was busy procrastinating and catching up on my inbox…
One of these mornings
I’m gunna write a best seller
Pigs are flying
And the blue moon is high
Oh my story’s rich
And my hero’s good looking
So I’ll hush all my whinging
And just damn-well wri-ite.
(sorry, couldn’t help myself – love Gershwin too – and I just did a blog about being in the biggest blank hole ever.)
Helene, I’m glad to be able to give you a smile
Jenn – I love it! But you’ll write that best-seller
(It may, however, take you longer than a morning!)