Wednesday, September 21, 2005

in the center ring...

True to my avant-garde nature, I am now going to experiment with dialogue.

J: I hope you realize that storing the 20-pound sack of potatoes from Costco on the kitchen counter is not a permanent solution.

B: Okay! I know just where to keep it! [scampers off]

J: [rolls eyes]

two hours pass

B: You must be tired. Why don't you lie down? Really. You look tired.

J: [raises eyebrows]

B: Seriously! [chases her into bedroom, pushes down to the bed]

J lays her head down upon the pillowcase, from which pillow has been removed and replaced with bag of Russet potatoes.

And, scene!


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