This is why I don’t write on my lunch breaks…

Muse: So, lack of constructive writing aside, have you decided if the Dogs talk or not?

Jon: Inquiring minds want to know! *pause* Well, not really–

Writer: It would be easier if they did.

Muse: Not what I asked. *fishes beer from cooler*

Writer: Technically they don’t, I mean what kind of common ground would they have for even basic concepts? Much less actual language. *sighs at blank screen* But if they don’t talk then–

Muse: Then there’s a whole lot of world building the reader won’t ever see.

Writer: Well, not anytime soon anyways. In theory the ‘uberbond’ that Akela’s looking for will be more of a telepathic hivemind entity, at which point verbal linguistics are moot.

Jon: That does not sound like fun.

Writer: Magic companion humans don’t get a say, sorry.

Jon: I’m pretty sure this counts as fictive abuse.

Muse: You should see how she treats the other Johns.

Jon: Other Jons? *panicked look*

Writer: With an H, with an ‘H’! Calm down for for chistsake, there’s only one of you! Sheesh.

Jon: *is not comforted*

Muse: My point still stands.

Jon: I’m changing my name to Fred.

Writer: No you’re not, now go back to watching– wait, what is that?

Jon: The Young and the Restless


Muse: Why don’t just go over here and work on what’s getting cut while you two hash this out, kthkxbai. *flees*

Jon: I can haz freewill!

Writer: No you canz not. *grabs for remote*

Jon: Canz too. *sits on remote*

Writer: You realize this means war.

Jon: Bring it on.

It was a dark and stormy night…

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

Leave a Reply