Wow, and it’s week 7 already! ehhhh, no it’s not! But it was!
The title of the week 7 chapter is ‘Baby Steps’ – one of my favourite admonitions to myself, so it’s gonna please me. I guess maybe this week I should post another chapter of ‘The Entomologist and No-Spiders Man’ – that would be a baby step all right!
The main task for the week, though – as set by Ms Grout – is to write a six-word memoir. Unsurprisingly, she gives as an example the ‘For sale: baby shoes, never worn‘ story. And attributes it to Hemingway – the pompous self-important old dud. Although as far as I was taught, it’s actually ‘Baby shoes, never used’ and was written by Scott Fitzgerald in response to a challenge from Gertrude Stein. Vastly superior! Papa H, you were an ass, and a sucky writer too.
Ehh, this one is not as easy as it might seem.
Tooled-up, smiling, pretend to agree. Hee-hee.
Maybe! Or something else, later. I THINK HYPHENATED WORDS COUNT. I TOTALLY THINK THEY DO! Hey, I’m the one who’s tooled up, who’s gonna argue with me?
image – Nick Harris on Flickr, licence https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/