“Okay, now I see the benefits of working from home.”
“Actually, no, not everyone agrees this is the best way to keep hair products away from clothing. But it makes a new haircut that much more special, don’t you think?”
“They say stage hypnotists can’t make you do anything that you didn’t already want to do, but if you’d asked me if I wanted to be paraded around, naked, in front of a crowded auditorium I’d have said ‘no’. I guess I was wrong.”
“How long have you been sitting out here?”
“About twenty minutes. But I knew you’d look out of the window and come down sooner or later.”
I was disappointed not to be able to have a party, to not even have friends come around, but at least I was able to invite one friend over.
“Don’t get dressed up,” I said.
She did. I didn’t.
I know, I know… I haven’t written anything for a long time. There has been a pandemic on, you know?
It’s actually not true that I haven’t written anything, but I certainly haven’t published anything. You’ve got me there.
I’ve also been rather lax about sending out passwords to my exclusive stories, so instead of catching up with the backlog I’ve removed the password field entirely.
Yup – now you can read everything on this site without having to type in that pesky password. That’s nearly 20 bits of writing you can now get at without doing anything more than clicking the link.
So it’s not quite the same as a beautiful naked lady on your desk, but if reading my words on your screen do anything for you then I hope it tides you over until that beautiful naked lady does arrive. Or at least until I get around to finishing one of my works-in-progress, whichever arrives first.