Day 5 without a hairbrush

16 April 2008 By Wistar 6 In Babies, Local news, Looking thin and pretty, Rabies

On Saturday I misplaced my only hairbrush, but I didn’t notice until Tuesday. Now the squirrels have moved in to build their nests. My hairbrush should arrive in the mail tomorrow, but meanwhile I have become used to squirrel babies pooping down the back of my neck. And the literary advice they whisper in my ear has really improved the direction of my novel.

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6 Comments on "Day 5 without a hairbrush"

LB
18/04/2008 at 10:10 am Permalink

This post is starting to worry me. This and then………silence. did the critters get you? Should I come over with a sword, bleach and a chocolate bar?
Wistar
18/04/2008 at 10:59 am Permalink

My brother saved the day by mailing my hairbrush yesterday (I’d left it in his car). But I miss those little critters. I can still smell their poop and rabies on the nape of my neck.
Sian
18/04/2008 at 12:49 pm Permalink

God that is touching. I’m getting misty just thinking about it.
Maud
21/04/2008 at 3:50 pm Permalink

Hey, if you happen to run across any of those novel-improving squirrels, would you send one my way?
Wistar
21/04/2008 at 5:39 pm Permalink

Maud, I love your writing, and you definitely do not need the help of my hair squirrels. But I can offer you the editorial services of my crabs. These itchy critters actually helped write Nabokov’s Pale Fire.
Maud
22/04/2008 at 9:32 am Permalink

I wouldn’t say no.

Okay, maybe I would say no. But that’s right now. If you ask me again when I’m up writing at 3 o’clock in the morning, I’d probably have a different answer.

Maybe we should just leave it at no?

Hope your writing’s going well. That MFA program made a Bad Decision. Hold onto the rejection so you can frame it later.