I know that seems a banal topic, but I had to post about something because I was getting sick of looking at the beardless photo of myself. Thanks for all the comments on that last post. Mostly. The jury is still out on whether the moustache comes off.
Back to wood chips. Why that's of importance to anyone else, I do not know. We bought a new dog bed for Jet and it lay on the floor in my office for a few days until V took the initiative to move it up to the living room. It's from Costco and apparently the filling is wood chips. I'm not complaining about that because there are worse aromas that could waft from an office. Like
I apparently lost a bet recently and the punishment is that I have to pimp out some sort of sleazy contest. Kat Del Rio over at Crooked Tales is running Smutfest 2010. Many of you who read the #fridayflash stories may already know Kat and her steamy fiction.
Perhaps you made a wrong turn in the bad part of town and ended up in that dark alley. Yeah, that alley with its overflowing trash cans and back entrances to seedy nightclubs. That's where you hear the Kat call. You can get all the contest information here. Drop by her blog and give her a hand (just make sure you wash it first). Spin your sordid tale. Let the eroticism spill forth. I know ya want to.
I'm reminded of another steamy tale I recently read at Lerftbrainwrite, the blog of Linda Simoni-Wastila. But that's not why I'm mentioning her. Linda offered up a link yesterday at her blog taking you to 'I Write Like' where you can paste in a sample of your work and have the style and word choice instantly analyzed to reveal which famous writer your style resembles.
I pasted in samples from all 8 of my #fridayflash stories: Dan Brown, Stephen King, Dan Brown (at this point I'm waiting for Stephenie Meyer to pop up), P.G. Wodehouse, a Chuck Palahniuk and three Vladimir Nabokovs. I must admit that I have heard of Vlad but couldn't tell you any or his work. Apparently his biggest success was Lolita. Hmm...that was a bit erotic, wasn't it?