Ms. Potter, if you could be an animal for a day, which would you choose?
Do you mean one of my characters?
No, Ms. Potter, just a regular animal.
Well, I must say, that is not nearly as interesting a question. However…
Short Story
Mr. Dickens, if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you choose?
Is my wife coming along? …
Mr. Hemingway, what inspired you to be a writer?
My high school English teacher.
Oh how nice!
He got arrested for drinking on the job…
“What do you think we should do with it?” asked one of the guards?..
“London Bridge is falling down, falling down…” the children sang as they spun around…
Life had started out simply enough you know. She’d grown up, eager to take to the sky and fly planes. Maybe even do the acrobatics stuff she saw in the air show each summer…
Ms. Jones-Berger’s voice emanates from the intercom. “Sir, excuse me –”
Mr. Deity snaps, “I told you I wasn’t to be disturbed!”
“I’m sorry, sir, but he’s insistent –”
The door opens. “I need to talk to you.” ….
The group had been hiking in the forest for days, looking for a rare species of bird which had been spotted by a traveling hunter weeks ago…
The boy had never much liked swimming. It was always a hassle with the sand, salt, or chlorine, and he was never much good at treading water or any of the fancy strokes he was supposed to learn…
The office door breezes open. Mr. Deity is snug in his chair with his back to the door and doesn’t swivel around to face the intruder. “Go away, Ms. Jones-Berger, I’m busy.”
“Sir, it’s not Ms. Jones-Berger,” a deep voice rumbles…
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