For any of you who think I might not accept their dare, I bring you Seb, The Brave:
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Ok, how about this...
I'm going to talk about someone I know. Virtually. This person is a gifted, gifted writer. One of the best I've ever read, in fact. I'm quite serious. Every word that I have read is precise, necessary, meaningful. Style oozes from phrases like yoghurt being squeezed between your toes. The prose is prosaic, the the style is stylistic, and the rhythm is rhythmic. The metre is metrical, and the yard is yardical. Imagine taking a bath in warm honey, while being fed chocolates by a slave, and having your feet massaged by a professional honey-foot-massager. Well, imagine no longer.
If you want to experience this for yourself, simply click here: sebcarroll's blog.
Does that sound ok? If you could copy and paste it into your blog, then I'll think of something nice to write about your book...
:)
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I only hope you can repay me with equal public abandon
Saturday, April 22, 2006
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'The Stupid', more like. You could have warned me you were actually going to post it, I'd have got someone to write something decent for me. Ok, let's see if I can even things up a bit:
Dear Everybody in the World,
Jennifer wants me to write an article about her and her book, and post it on my blog. Jennifer wants to become exceedingly rich and famous, so that she can become my sugar mummy. I have no problem with this.
However, she also wants my article to be pink, to sound like Abba, and to be wearing a feather boa. I think this is a bit unreasonable. Please look in when you can over the next few days to see if she gets her just desserts.
Best wishes
Seb the Stupid.
Careful, Seb--she's a dangerous one!
you don't know the half of it.
Thanks Doc! I remember thinking that when I first 'met' her in your interview...
:)
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