Sunday, 29 June 2008

Sunday Silence

So, this weekend I got together my snail mail queries. What a mess. 

My poor desk:

The boyz could not understand it. They started out in the office with me...

"No, rly, yur queeree iz soooo innere...enter... neet!1!"

"No, rly, we aer waeting for bedteimz."

Ah, the life of a writer's muse. It must be so difficult. 

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