For instance, show of hands ladies, ever give Prince Charming your cell number somewhere in the vicinity of last call, only to stroll into Starbucks for the first date and find Prince Alarming – cologne drenched, latte-sucking toad? (No honey, not you – this was YEARS ago.)
I have a friend, (no names – she knows), who treated herself to a late night I-Need-A-Change hair coloring escapade; the end result, Ronald McDonald’s love child. Tears were shed, children were frightened.
During one of this week’s unfortunate visits to Insomniaville, I learned a late night lesson; I cannot write after midnight. Here’s what happens.
Verbs become optional around 1:00AM. I sound like a cave dweller.
Character names do not require vowels.
Correct punctuation, although appreciated by the reader, is not something I deem necessary. “Do we have any muffins!” Apparently, my characters do not ask questions and are very excited about the oversight.
Around 2:00AM my participles become adult film stars, dangling to the point of indecent exposure.
Today’s Babble is a little shout-out to my online writing group. The ladies of cyber space kind enough to point out flaws with humor, errors with grace and above all else, the proper gin to tonic ratio key in strong character development.