Trifecta – On The Road edition. What do you do with the downtime you get at a writing conference in NYC? I mean … besides sifting through your cool, new convention swag* or buying a blingy Faux-lex watch from the drug dealer on the street corner. Well, duh. You WRITE!
- * swag/swag/ – According to the Urban Dictionary … an acronym created by a group of men in the United States during the 1960s that means Secretly – We – Are – Gay.
- A Note to my Readers … Please know I am using the more traditional interpretation of the word to reference the many stress balls, t-shirts, tote bags and flash light pens that you take home from a convention and not the Urban Dictionary reference above … which would totally change the meaning of how I spent my afternoon at an all women’s convention.
Anyway, Mel at According to Mags and I are taking a little breather in our room before we head back into the madness to celebrate the closing functions. (Bet they’ll outdo the ceremonies in London.) But first … we just wanted to take a moment to work up a quick entry for this weekend’s writing challenge. “Tell us an original fable in exactly 33 words.”
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The Cat & The Hamster
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“No, you can’t fit,” argued Cat. “I’ll bet you a week of seeds.” Smug with certainty, Hamster climbed willingly into Cat’s mouth. And the chewing began. “Dumbass,” laughed Cat. “Cats don’t eat seeds.”
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OldDogNewTits 