a seemingly simple little conversation on twitter:
mumfusa: i have this weird crick in my back. it’s making me walk and sit tilted. do you think the circus would hire me as a side show?
tawnafenske @mumfusa circus employment is always a worthy alternative for any writer.
did you HEAR that? tawna fenske (a hilarious and witty and funny and successful writer) called ME a writer. did you get that? no? let me repeat. she. called. me. a. writer.
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
that just made my day on so many levels. thank you!
i suppose this means i should get my act (my writing one, not my circus one) in gear and finish my WIP so that i can start on the journey to be a real writer, a published writer, not just one who dreams of such things. i actually sort of feel like a real fire’s been lit under my hiney. (that or it’s the beans i ate for lunch.)
well, if my original dream fails, the circus is always waiting. perhaps they’ll promote me from side show freak to human cannon ball. i can almost hear the oohs and aahs of the crowd beneath the big top.
Abigail Mumford 