“When anybody asks, 'What are you writing about now?' if I try to reply, the book-in-the-works sounds so idiotic to me that I think, 'Why am I trying to write that puerile junk?' So now I give up; if I could talk about it, I wouldn't have to write it."
- Madeleine L'Engle, A Circle of Quiet


Cloud Pictures

Thursday, August 09, 2012

So, I just finished writing a comment on Holy Mama's blog post about her dog, when I looked out my front window and there was the cutest giant puppy in the clouds. 

I thought maybe I'd take a picture because he was really that cute, but by the time I thought that far and was about to get up to get my iPhone, he had turned into a pig.  Not nearly as cute. 

Then by the time I came here to post about it, he had turned into a hippo.  Even less cute. 

I think I'd better stop looking out my window because the way this cloud is going, pretty soon it's going to turn into a demon or a sith or something and I really don't want to add nightmares to the list of things keeping me awake at night.

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