"Fiction is the purest art. Commercial fiction is the butter, the darkest chocolate, and the finest malt. That's why we are so addicted to it."--Angie Brooksby-Arcangioli
Overheard at the Slush Truck."Do you have any grape?" asked the kid as he approached the slush truck."No," answered the driver, "but a I got a manuscript set in wine country, it's got grapes in it.""Is it grape flavor?""It's paper flavor," said the driver. "You don't eat it, you read it, then if you like it, you send it up the food chain.""That's not what I want," said the kid."It's not what I wanted either," said the driver, "I was looking for something more along the lines of 'A Year In Provence,' but this is more like a rip-off of 'Sideways' without the humor.""What are you talking about?" asked the kid."A life of crushed dreams kid," answered the driver."I'm going to go now," said the kid.
Furious D, your response was very entertaining.
*spews coffee on keyboard* thanks Furious D for adding hugely to the hilarity!
Furious D, you just made slush priceless.Are you related to Tenacious?
Is that a sticker of SpongeBob on the window, or is it a banana creamsicle? Either way, I want it.
Nice. I just had that Spongebob one this weekend. The eyes are made of gumballs. Now to read the slush post..
Excellent, Furious D!I needed that.
I've tried selling slush, too. Although at the time I didn't know it was slush.
Thanks for the nice compliments on my little comment.Now if only I can get some of that from a publisher. ;)
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