“Quiet now Pen, or someone will know we’re the newbies. Let’s tip-toe Pen, very softly… Pen! I said softly! Stop clicking! I knew I should have asked Pencil to accompany me instead. Well, let’s calm down now and I’ll teach you how to type, but only make the words I say. This is my dot com, not yours, William [Pen].” Three hours later, with Pen typing, we have our first sentence:
Hlaid fnqw; sierhawe… asdfk asdif kdoemnehjkad? sjdoijr. d.eodvmj/.
Oh well, welcome to Mumsart.
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This is great, hope to see more. I like what I see so far.
Maybe the book can be Serious Art and Laughing Prose. This is great writing! I knew you were a great artist, but now that must include not just with a paint brush, but also a pen!
LOVE! your website! I, however, knew you had writing talent way back when you wrote the poem about the ocean (when you lived in Imperial Beach). I still have it in my file after all these years. Keep adding to this site. It’s terrific!
Love, Sherry