Wednesday, 19 September 2012

Today's job

Today's job is to write a short story.

I can't do it. I can't. I can't. *kicks and screams* - as they say on Twitter.
Look. It's easy. Beginning. Middle. End. (Twist optional. Shout essential.)
OK. OK. But I'm the guy who woke up thinking it was Saturday and then discovered it was Wednesday when the dustcart drove past my window. 
Too late. Too late.

There. I've done it.
What?
Written a short story.
(Silence and more silence.)
Well, he said, a tad defensively. It's short.
ADVERB ALERT! ADVERBALERT! ADVERBLERT! ADLERT! ADERT! DERT! ERT! T!

Look, the sun's come out. 
Golden.
Ends 
(in case you're wondering)

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