An example of a photo you’d take while waiting to receive your editor’s daily notes – how could anyone question the literary output of one who would wear such socks? Now you see exactly why I need an editor, a little governing is always a good idea faced with baffling sartorial license — not to mention the liberties I take with the English language — I know I’ve mentioned this before, but my poetic license? Revoked.
Wow! Girlfriend must do yoga! That is quite a pose!
I do hope that your migraine has blown away like the powderpuff seeds of a dandelion.
And hey? As far as poetic license is concerned? I make words up when needed. So sue me. 😉
Once upon a time I didn’t need to do yoga… Now I probably should.
Migraine g-g-gone! And the Mr. returning from a movie location this afternoon. 🙂
I don’t make words up, but I like to use them in unexpected ways, however, a certain editor doesn’t allow that very often… Three cheers for clarity??? Or maybe he’s just worn me down. 😉
words are for using, in most anyway we choose, (don’t tell your editor i said this). the picture is perfect for the situation.
YES! Words are for expression – I will not tell. xox, V
Poetic license revoked! Impossible; maybe just temporarily suspended. Revocation is too harsh.
Temporarily suspended… Oh, I like that much better.
Dearest V
What about a book about a contortionist next?
Autobiography!
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
The trouble with getting into those poses at my age is getting out of them…