Emily Partridge was a broken writer
no words came though deadlines got tighter.
Her mystery novel ‘A Shot in the Head”
had gone to the morgue, the storyline dead.
Her fantasies vanished, her cowboys went west;
her FBI hero still lounged in his vest.
Her demons and angels had gone for their tea
and her double-O agent had nowhere to be.
With no plot in her pocket; no words in her head,
Emily wrote vampire romance instead.
9 comments:
I just LOVE this. You always put a smile on my face like no other blogger can. Your humor is so wonderfully dark, mingled with light, twisted and creative.
Thank you kindly. I am honestly glad you come here to read.
This was so much fun I read it three times just so I could wriggle with amusement.
Applause Applause!
Thanks, Aims.
It was one of my better pieces, I think.
Ha! I love this. Thanks Rachel,
Thanks JJ
When I read this one earlier in the week, I smiled. When I re-read today, I smiled. I just love this one, as apparently all do. You know you've got a winner here. :)
Thank you. I doubt Stephanie Myers would agree!
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