Friday, November 30, 2007

Squirrel Squad

You have to earn a crust somehow. This little blighter entertains me when I'm pounding the keys at home.

Finished writing my November play, only to fall 5 pages short of the target for Nawriplmo (75 US Letter pages). No matter. I've wanted to have my own go at a Woyzeck-inspired structure for sometime now, and having a "write a play in a month" festival was a great way of getting me to apply my bum to my seat.

Seriously, though, this squirrel is in my view from this desk. Sometimes it bounds over the bricks with an apple from one of the neighbours' trees in its mouth. Must have strong teeth.

Got to say, checked my stats for the first time in a while, and the queries that people use to get here astound me sometimes. "I enjoy random" - huh? "Price for majorette act booking?" - huh, again? "Patrick Ross tattoos" - wtf?

Nice to have new readers any day, I suppose. Enjoy your random!

3 comments:

P'tit Boo said...

Yeah. You won. :)

Anonymous said...

There is something rather alarming when an Australian playwright waxes lyrically over another feral animal seeking refuge in the UK.

DDD

Chris Boyd said...

I believe the correct term for fauna such as Ben is 'exotic', DDD.

BTW, is that your cup size? (sorry)