Click, click click.
Sheep #1: Ahem.
Click, click, click.
Sheep #1: Ahem.
Clickity-click click click.
Sheep #1: AHEM!!!
Writer: (stopping typing) Yes?
Sheep #2: Hello.
Writer: I'm busy. I don't have time for you now.
Sheep #3: Like that's ever stopped us.
Writer: (sighing heavily) Yes?
Sheep #1: Pray tell, who are they? (pointing a hoof towards another flock of sheep)
Writer: They're a new project.
Sheep #2: We know that. We're not stupid. Look at them - they're lambs.
Sheep #1: Their wool is pristine.
Sheep #2: Their hoofs are spotless.
Sheep #3: They're precious.
All the Sheep: And you're spending all your time with them!
Sheep #1: What about us?
Sheep #2: You love us.
Sheep #3: You've said so.
Sheep #1: More than once.
Sheep #2: Were you lying?
Sheep #1: Because that would be hurtful.
Writer: I'm sorry. I'm attracted to new projects.
Sheep #1: We've noticed.
Sheep #2: This is a problem.
Writer: Why?
Sheep #1: Look around you. How many flocks of sheep do you see?
Writer: Well...there's the new flock I've been spending time with.
Sheep #1: And...
Writer: And the three flocks of 14 sheep over there - those are the three games I'm working on.
Sheep #2: And...
Writer: Way over there is the short-story flock.
Sheep #3: (squinting) Why, they're wasting away.
Writer: (ashamedly) It's been awhile since I've worked on that.
Sheep #1: And...
Writer: And what?
Sheep #2: There's us!
Writer: Of course.
Sheep #1: Mind some advice?
Writer: What if I do?
Sheep #1: You'll get it anyway.
Writer: Fine. Bleat away.
Sheep #1: You can't keep popping from flock to flock. Make your choice. Stay with one flock until you're finished.
Sheep #2: Then move on.
Writer: But...
Sheep #1: You may think you're moving forward - but you're just jumping over the fences between flocks. If you'll notice, none of us have left.
Sheep #2: You're just adding more flocks.
Writer: But, it feels like I'm moving forward.
Sheep #1: Have any sheep left?
Writer: No.
Sheep #1: Pick a flock.
Sheep #2: Stick to it.
Sheep #3: Finish it. Then move on.
Writer: You're right.
Sheep #1: Aren't we always?
Writer: I'm feeling a bit sheepish.
Sheep #1: Don't start.
Don't start - LOL! I love your sheep :)
ReplyDeleteCarol; Thanks. I'll let them know. I foresee preening.
ReplyDeleteAhh the way of the sheep!
ReplyDeleteListen to the sheep and you will find true wisdom.
I love the sheep, too. It would be nice to finish just one of the projects I've started in the last year.
ReplyDeleteElspeth - I just love the wisdom of your sheep. They bring up an important point, too. Writers are often sooo tempted to be fickle - at least this one is. The sheep are reminding you focus. Which is ironic considering the writer was focusing when the sheep interrupted...
ReplyDeleteAl; The sheep are wise. Annoying, but wise. Also wooly.
ReplyDeletePatricia; Out of all the projects I've worked on this year ONE got finished. I suspect the sheep may have a point.
Margot; I confess. I'm fickle. I'm easily distracted. I'm sure if I just concentrated on...Look! A quarter!
I could use a few of your sheep. Feel free to send them over.
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Romance with a Twist--of Mystery
Terry; I'll see if they have their passports.
ReplyDeleteOh Elspeth - those sheep are so smart. Too smart really. Did it ever occur to you that they may be aliens pretending to be sheep?
ReplyDeleteJust a thought.
Jan; I feel a nightmare coming on.
ReplyDeleteI little sheepish, indeed! I like Jan's thought...aliens. :)
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