Nathan Bransford - The Forums

Crystal sat at her desk, unhappily reading
her query letter for the 9,284th time.

Her cat, Quincy, jumped directly on the
keyboard of her laptop, deleting her synopsis.

"Stupid cat!" she exclaimed, but then she noticed
he was out of food. "Sorry Quincy."

They had nothing left to eat, though.

She rummaged in the refrigerator, and saw
a box of crayons and a skateboard.

"Skate-tagging again, Quincy? And where's my beer?"

“The witch used it for a spell.”
Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

“The witch used it for a spell.”
Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me

“The witch used it for a spell.”
Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me

the line on you. I know that

(I left out lines!! I'm so sorry!)

adam.purple wrote:“The witch used it for a spell.”


Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me

the line on you. I know that

you're secretly J.T. in disguise. Caught you!

Crystal sat at her desk, unhappily reading her query letter for the 9,284th time. Her cat, Quincy, jumped directly on the keyboard of her laptop, deleting her synopsis.

"Stupid cat!" she exclaimed, but then she noticed he was out of food. "Sorry Quincy."

They had nothing left to eat, though. She rummaged in the refrigerator, and saw a box of crayons and a skateboard.

"Skate-tagging again, Quincy? And where's my beer?"

“The witch used it for a spell.” Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me the line on you. I know that you're secretly J.T. in disguise. Caught you!

'But J. T. is an arthritic hedgehog!'

Crystal sat at her desk, unhappily reading her query letter for the 9,284th time. Her cat, Quincy, jumped directly on the keyboard of her laptop, deleting her synopsis.

"Stupid cat!" she exclaimed, but then she noticed he was out of food. "Sorry Quincy."

They had nothing left to eat, though. She rummaged in the refrigerator, and saw a box of crayons and a skateboard.

"Skate-tagging again, Quincy? And where's my beer?"

“The witch used it for a spell.” Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me the line on you. I know that you're secretly J.T. in disguise. Caught you!

'But J. T. is an arthritic hedgehog!'

"Not so. He's actually the world's best

Crystal sat at her desk, unhappily reading her query letter for the 9,284th time. Her cat, Quincy, jumped directly on the keyboard of her laptop, deleting her synopsis.

"Stupid cat!" she exclaimed, but then she noticed he was out of food. "Sorry Quincy."

They had nothing left to eat, though. She rummaged in the refrigerator, and saw a box of crayons and a skateboard.

"Skate-tagging again, Quincy? And where's my beer?"

“The witch used it for a spell.” Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me the line on you. I know that you're secretly J.T. in disguise. Caught you!

'But J. T. is an arthritic hedgehog!'

"Not so. He's actually the world's best

juggler. And he makes a damned fine

Crystal sat at her desk, unhappily reading her query letter for the 9,284th time. Her cat, Quincy, jumped directly on the keyboard of her laptop, deleting her synopsis.

"Stupid cat!" she exclaimed, but then she noticed he was out of food. "Sorry Quincy."

They had nothing left to eat, though. She rummaged in the refrigerator, and saw a box of crayons and a skateboard.

"Skate-tagging again, Quincy? And where's my beer?"

“The witch used it for a spell.” Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me the line on you. I know that you're secretly J.T. in disguise. Caught you!

'But J. T. is an arthritic hedgehog!'

"Not so. He's actually the world's best

juggler. And he makes a damned fine

synopsis typist. Get to work, if you

Crystal sat at her desk, unhappily reading her query letter for the 9,284th time. Her cat, Quincy, jumped directly on the keyboard of her laptop, deleting her synopsis.

"Stupid cat!" she exclaimed, but then she noticed he was out of food. "Sorry Quincy."

They had nothing left to eat, though. She rummaged in the refrigerator, and saw a box of crayons and a skateboard.

"Skate-tagging again, Quincy? And where's my beer?"

“The witch used it for a spell.” Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me the line on you. I know that you're secretly J.T. in disguise. Caught you!

'But J. T. is an arthritic hedgehog!'

"Not so. He's actually the world's best juggler. And he makes a damned fine synopsis typist. Get to work, if you can find any mice or hedgehogs to

J. T. SHEA wrote:Crystal sat at her desk, unhappily reading her query letter for the 9,284th time. Her cat, Quincy, jumped directly on the keyboard of her laptop, deleting her synopsis.

"Stupid cat!" she exclaimed, but then she noticed he was out of food. "Sorry Quincy."

They had nothing left to eat, though. She rummaged in the refrigerator, and saw a box of crayons and a skateboard.

"Skate-tagging again, Quincy? And where's my beer?"

“The witch used it for a spell.” Quincy licked his paw. "A talking-cat spell."

"Great. No beer and a talking cat."

'I ate the three word story cheese. And Mira left out several lines. Meow!'

Crystal laughed. "Meow, yourself. Mira gave me the line on you. I know that you're secretly J.T. in disguise. Caught you!

'But J. T. is an arthritic hedgehog!'

"Not so. He's actually the world's best juggler. And he makes a damned fine synopsis typist. Get to work, if you can find any mice or hedgehogs to

dance while I type. Cheekychook, Evelyn and

"Get to work, if you can find any mice or hedgehogs to dance with while I type. Cheekychook, Evelyn, and Adam are sending out query letters."

Crystal leaped

((((oops!)))

I wrote 8 words. Too early in the morning. Dang! Someone please give me a coffee and donut...

Evelyn wrote:"Get to work, if you can find any mice or hedgehogs to dance with while I type. Cheekychook, Evelyn, and Adam are sending out query letters."

Crystal leaped

into the air. Queries!!! I love queries!



p.s. Evelyn, you get credit for simply typing sans coffee, as far as I'm concerned. :)

"You love queries?" said Quincy. He licked

"You love queries?" said Quincy. He licked ink from the typewriter ribbon. "Why...