How? How did human tongues come to form the conundrum that is the Southern accent? More specifically, the redneck accent? Is it easier to spit out words when said in this accent? Personally, I think that the redneck accent negates noticeable differences between drunk English and sober English, allowing one to become absolutely plastered yet appear completely fine as long as all you are doing is talking. I wonder how many rednecks get DUI's? How many should?
I'm overhearing a redneck lawyer consultation right now, I'm sure of it, and- No! The incredibly obese woman has managed to wiggle her way out of her booth and is making her way to the exit! Cold cruel fate, robbing me of a chance to record a truly preposterous exchange between redneck legal representation and plain old redneck. I cry.
Daily Goal: 2000
Today's Word Count: 1424
Surplus/Deficit: -576
Jim-eral Word Bank: 2920
The second bought of writing obviously produced less output than the first, but I'm not too bummed for two reasons. One, I'm approaching a particularly juicy plot point, but it's also going to be tough to write. I want to be fully focused, which leads me to two, I am heading to my uncle's lake house, formerly my grandmother's lakehouse, a place of much fun and public embarrassment in my childhood. There is a 4 in 7 chance that my bathing suit will be unloosed in a tubing mishap/wrestling match. Sometimes you love your family so much it just hurts.
Stay tuned for tomorrow, when I include pictures of the mythical truck that is mentioned fairly often in excerpts and the book, and one of my grandmother's house! Excitements abounds!
P.S. Gabriel, welcome back. Sorry I didn't make it to the Brickstore, but seeing as there will be 1938581927491 welcome back Gabriel parties in my lifetime, I figured I could miss one. Feel your anger, then let it go. Glad you're back, friend.
Monday, July 2, 2007
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4 comments:
I can't wait! Jim, I never realized you liked that truck so much... I guess all my pleas against all 8 of its Vs were futile. Thanks for letting me try though.
I love the way you write.
Well done, Jimbo! You are really doing it, and you are doing a great job. Keep molding that clay into a crowd of furisome women, and try to keep your trunks on this weekend.
Jim? I am getting nervous ... no posts in SEVERAL days! Have you lost consciousness in the Louisiana heat? Is an elderly relative holding you hostage?
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