Mom’s been writing her novels for NaNoWriMo and WriDaNoJu (and IDunNo and HowBoutYu) for years and now it’s my turn. Introducing the first photograph of my first attempt at writing. Writing anything other than “I will not roll in goose turds ever ever ever again” fifty bazillion times in mom’s “discipline” notebook, that is. So without further adew, er, adoo —
(Bassoonheight!)
(Thanks, Lu, but that wasn’t a sneeze. Hmph!) That’s my kid sister, Lucy Dawg, a three year old weenie dawg. She doesn’t write yet. And she does not get to horn in on my first post here at our new blog!
(What-ev!)
Ahem. Where was I? Oh, my photograph, which I took (mostly) by myself! Without further…Er, um…Without anything else at all, here it is: my writing table where I’ve been, well, writing my book! Whatcha think?
Awesome!! Loved it
Abby and I have been working on it together but she did most of that all by herself. I had to help her with the camera. And getting the pen into — and out of — the ink well. And out of her mouth. And getting the ink off her paws. And the table. And the chair. And the floor. And her sister Lucy. And the couch. And the bathroom. And everywhere else she ran when I chased her, yelling at the top of my lungs. And what was I yelling? “Stand still, Abby Dawg! You’ve got ink all over your paws!” Sigh. Oh, well, I was gettin’ tired of our decor anyway. Such as it is.
Decor, we got. Decorum, not so much. Oy.