The Continuing Adventures of Noggin & Ted

Saturday, apres overtime, finds me penniless as usual and tired to boot. Being creative is not easy when your eyes keep closing of their own volition. Perhaps I have, inadvertantly, 'bitten off more than I can chew', in that I am, at present, writing a short story (horror) a childrens book and the original 'novel'. Maybe I should concentrate on completing at least one at a time. Alternately, I could amalgamate the three and see what happens.

'He stared, unable to comprehend the brick wall the other side of the door. He ran to the window and threw open the dusty velvet curtains to reveal.......Noggin and Ted, Noggin was waering his bright red wellington boots, 'Oh Ted, he smiled at the little bear, 'I'm so happy with my beautiful birthday present, they really are the best boots ever!' Ted laughed his gruff little teddy bear laugh.......ironic really, he thought. 'Two divorces, three years in therapy and all because, it turns out, I have a shoe fetish.'

Oh, well. Maybe not.

In a Fair and Just World

In a fair and just world I would be living off the immense advance for my next (in this world I am prolific) best selling novel. My public would be waiting with great anticipation for the next, thrilling exploits of my well loved (Harry Potteresque one might say) hero. I would drive to the meeting with my (fawning) bank manager, in my British racing green BMW. We would have coffee, share a joke, discuss world events and ask after each others families. He would insist I came to dinner soon, I would reply that I'd 'call him'. I would leave with a cheery word and a nonchalont wave. The bank manager would stand on the steps until I was a just a speck in the infinate distance, he would be smiling at his good fortune.
Unfortunately 34p of ones overdraft left two weeks into the month does not seem to impress Bank Managers as a whole.