... and four of them decided to jump off.
I've been wanting to get back to writing for so many years it doesn't bare thinking about. Oh god, is it bear or bare? See? I'm rusty.
I decided long ago to get back into it.
I was a frog on a log.
So after four of those five frogs decided to jump off, how many were left on the log?
You're wrong if you said one.
Five. There are still five frogs on the log, because deciding to jump doesn't get you off the damn log. You have to actually jump.
This blog is my jump off the log.
Gently Mental - a craptacular memoir of conversations with my brain. Now permeate free. Available for freelance writing and speaking paid type gig thingies.
Your frogs make me smile :o)
ReplyDeleteThanks Karen I thought of you as I chose the image. ;-)
ReplyDeleteWhile on first inspection this is not the horror fiction of old (horror non-fiction?) I do enjoy your writing. Thank you
ReplyDeleteThanks Dave. I'm pretty sure my most recent post, about petrified bread crusts and knickers behind the TV would count as horror... but not fiction ;-)
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