Bad curtains make for shaky metaphors: We spread ourselves too thin, yet our clumpy bottoms hang on the floor; not in a fashionable way, just a wrinkly mess. We still plan to spruce up the blog, iron the curtains and lose 10 pounds. Each. Er, combined?Umm. Nevertheless, we interrupt this blog revision interruption to bring you the following news flash:
Working without a net, and with but two brains of one mind between us, we have managed to pull off a masterful score. Two separate agents are currently reading our two separate manuscripts: Worth Lying For (formerly Will Steal for Shoes) and Curses.
We know what you’re thinking. It’s our job as writers to know what you are thinking. As students of human nature we understand what’s intrinsically funny is well known truth, specifically truth of an embarrassingly universal nature.
By now we’ve got you thinking you don’t remember what you were thinking. Truly, that was our plan all along, to distract you in entertaining fashion.
By the way, what you were thinking was, “Ah, if only there were more lisas to go around; those two should clone themselves.” We couldn’t agree more; we need someone to do the ironing.