call it shoes

The scene, in my bed Friday night. It felt late but it was probably only like 9:30. Mr. Kaos came into the room and smiled at me. I was exhausted and curled into the bed surrounded with a fortress of pillows and two blankets.

MK: Hey babe, how’s it going?

Me: I’m tired.

MK: You feeling any better?

Me: *cough cough sputter hack snort cough* A little. I took some nyquil.

MK: Did you get any work done on your NaNoblahablalaa book thing?

Me: Yeah. I did. I’ve got a tittle and like a little over 5,000 words. That means that I am ahead and if I spend the weekend coughing in bed I won’t be too far behind.

MK: You should call it “Shoes”

Me: What?

MK: You should call your novel “Shoes”

Me: No, it already as a title, “Fiction”

MK: Are you joking?

Me: No, it makes sense for the story. It’s a really nonsensical fiction tale like Murakami meets Carroll meets Cami meets Pratchett meets some one really nutso. “Fiction” really works.

MK: You know I was joking about calling it shoes… but… maybe you should use it.

8 thoughts on “call it shoes

  1. Lisa Milton says:

    Still sick? Bummer. I swear I’m fighting a sinus infection and it’s kicking my ass.Hope you feel better soon.

  2. Daveman says:

    I think the PERFECT title would be, “This Has Nothing To Do With Daveman”. Yep. It has a certain ring to it, dontcha think? no hitting the old guy! Thats not nice :-)

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