After a restless and all too brief night’s sleep I was woken by my alarm at 5:30am with the clearest view of the first page of a book in my head. It began:
Paul McCartney wakes up with “Yesterday” fully formed in his head, and all I get this? How is that fair? I don’t even write fantasy.
That would work quite well in most any genre. You might be a bit tongue-in-cheek about it in our modern world, but historically, it didn’t have a practical use, other than a material used in currency and ornamentation. Not that I can think of, anyway.
If my life was a book genre it would be a… well a biography I suppose. But thinking less literally and more literary, probably a thriller. Only without the peril.
It could be worse. Your life could be classified in the “how to” or “self improvement” sections. The titles for mine would be
• How to make bad decisions: A study of a life full of them.
• Become a better you by not being this guy!
If you really need a nemesis I would suggest Fluff.
Ah! Floss, welcome aboard Scrivener. The more kitties we have on board, the better. Rodent, proliferation is becoming problematic (along with the odd pigeon), as is human proliferation, too.
Nemesis, you say. Vic-k is an embarrassment, an encumbrance, an irritant, a slovenly sloppy slob, but…nemesis? No, I don’t think so, Floss.
Should you be referring to another (human or otherwise), I have to point out that I’m really not all sweetness and light, as many may believe. I do have my darker side:
As a pigeon racer I can tell you that many folks underestimate the humble family of columbidae. Ours will fly over 600 min less than 10 hours. Many races have average speeds over 50mph (some are much higher).
That said, Google took one look at Wock and did the same thing the rest of us tried. But he just keeps coming back to crap on the sidewalk.
