I cannot believe anyone buys this sort of crap. It's paint by numbers for writers, only it has one of those awful cheesy websites to insist it's fantastic. God damnit. If you can't write compelling characters on your own, don't write books. If you can't figure out how to organize a time line in an exciting fashion, don't write books.
So, instead of smashing my ukulele over my head in disgust, I'm going to go out and leave small toy lemurs, and lemur-like critters, glued to messages of hope all over town so that Monday Morning Wage Slaves can feel a sparkling glimmer of lemur loveliness. I'm calling it Project Lemur, thought it's pretty meek and small-scale compared to impending projects...
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Where have I been while you have been posting 3 wonderful blog entries!? I guess on a plane to the Midwest, that's where. All of your stories about leaving treasures about remind me of my friend Kat and I driving around town in high school handing out popsicles to anyone we drove by. This was a box of 400-count pop ices that sat between us on the front seat.
I will never forget the two 8ish year old boys we drove by. One started to take it and the other flipped out, screaming "No! No! No!" with a horrified look upon his face. It occurred to us later that he thought we might kidnap him! At least the firefighters washing a car enjoyed them!
things like that are such an outrage to creativity!
lmao! you are so right in what you say! I cant write, I cant sew and I dont pretend I can. I paint. my sister brought me a paint by numbers for christmas, oh bless her. My man thught that was incredibly funny, here I am whipping out paintings and she buys me a paint by numbers! lol...she meant well!
I've got my eyes peeled for the army of lemurs! :o)
s.x
Project Lemur/Project Lemon...I see an interesting L movement happening.
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