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February 10, 2004
why I'm not sleeping
Scene: Bedroom in a house Somerwhere in the City of Saint Louis. Our AUTHOR is lying in bed with the covers pulled over her head, trying to sleep.
(in AUTHOR'S head, or sitting on top of it)
I had dogs, you know.
AUTHOR
Shaddap you. You can't talk yet.
MYR
I am the Myr who exists at all points in the timeline.
I can talk.
AUTHOR
...crap.
MYR
And the Myr you're writing about now?
She had dogs.
AUTHOR
YES, I know that. But I can't write about dogs right now.
MYR
I mean, what kind of country girl doesn't have dogs?
Not just any dogs, either.
AUTHOR
I'll get it on the second edit.
MYR
Big dogs.
Wolf dogs.
AUTHOR
I won't forget, I promise.
MYR
Dogs are very important to me.
AUTHOR
I get that.
MYR
Cats, too.
AUTHOR
(snores)
Posted by sdshaver at February 10, 2004 01:25 AM