« sisters | Main | hope and dreams »

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.

MYR

(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