They say timing is everything.
Jay seems to have an incredible sense of timing. He cut out this cartoon from the newspaper and showed it to me this morning.
I took it and looked at it and read it. Go ahead, take a look at it.
Pretty incredible he would find this and then think of me. I asked him what he made of it? He started to mumble something I couldn't get him to repeat.
Don't get any ideas. I haven't exactly started chopping firewood and I haven't taken up smoking cigarettes. The dog won't come into the room but she will curl up at the top of the stairs when I am in here.
Now the picture above is my actual desk. It faces the windows just like in the cartoon. I sit in the chair much like the wood chopping novelist and although there aren't cords of wood littering the room I am still struggling with the novel as the rain pours down.
This is just a little uncanny. Did this cartoonist take a peek into my room? Did he know I have been filling up time with other duties instead of working through the revisions I keep thinking about? Should I take up smoking?
What did Jay say when I asked him what he made of it?
Wait a minute. I'm a cartoon character.
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