No, I’m not walking around in circles with a placard in my hands while the cats stare at me and wonder why I haven’t tossed any toy mice their way recently. Instead I’m laughing my out-of-shape butt off as I read a wonderful story from the Onion.
The story is about a Novelists’ strike and how it has affected absolutely no one. Some of the quotes are brilliant.
Hey, if you can’t laugh, then you shouldn’t write.
