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cARtOONSDAY: “wRITER’S bLOCK”
Sometimes the building blocks of writing are a bit mislaid.
Filed under 2015, cartoon by author, CarToonsday
Monday morning writing joke: “Face down”
There once was a writer from town /
who met every blank sheet with a frown. /
That it is why it is said /
he never went to bed /
and slept on his couch face down.
Filed under 2015, Monday morning writing joke, poetry by author
cARtOONSDAY: “a-MUSING”
Some days even staying in bed did not help.
Filed under 2015, cartoon by author, CarToonsday
Monday morning writing joke: “Big stink”
There once was a writer from Spokane /
who did his best output in the can. /
Flushed with success, /
he created such a mess /
and ruined his one and only fan.
[Editor’s note: writing joke in the form of a limerick. It might not be the last one as April is Poetry Month. You have been warned.]
Filed under 2015, Monday morning writing joke, poetry by author
cARtOONSDAY: “nEVER eNDING sTORIES”
The haunting of the incomplete never ended.
Filed under 2015, cartoon by author, CarToonsday
cARtOONSDAY: “sTUCK”
Willard’s stories were so full of imprisoned characters, they were starting to complain of overcrowding.
Filed under 2015, cartoon by author, CarToonsday
Monday morning writing joke: “Tears”
A songwriter sitting at a bar tried explaining to the woman next to him why he’d given up dating.
“Did both sisters know you were dating the other one?” the woman asked.
The songwriter nodded. “At first, they both said: ‘cool, date all.'”
“Then?”
“Then it wasn’t. So I said I was leaving. Tina cried when I left, and so did her sister, Marge. I told them, ‘Don’t cry for me, Marge and Tina.'”
The woman poured her drink on the songwriter and she left.
Filed under 2015, Monday morning writing joke
cARtOONSDAY: “pAPA’S aDVICE”
Sometimes the Importance of being Ernest was too much to bear.
Filed under 2015, cartoon by author, CarToonsday
Monday morning writing joke: “Signage”
Before she became a novelist, Mary Shelley wanted to open a bar and restaurant in Berlin, but she didn’t have much money for a sign, and she was told the sign could not be very big.
Calling it
Bratwurst
and
Beer
was too many letters and did not look right, especially with one word longer than the other.
After much contemplation and taking the letters apart and putting them back together with some other letters, she came up with words the fit the sign size and her budget:
Frank
-N-
Stein.
Filed under 2015, Monday morning writing joke
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