Saturday Night Silliness -- Random Musings of a Writer Lady and Her Cat.

  “Make it quick. Daylight’s a burnin’.” Tinkletoes says. The self-proclaimed mercenary stands over the pair. “What color says ‘I have a mean streak?” Writer Lady turns to glare at Tinkletoes then returns her attention to the monitor. “I know, a cactus. Use a picture of a cactus.” He says. Carp begins to replace the main picture with one of a saguaro cactus, realizes what he is doing and reverts back to the prior format. “Really?” Writer Lady says looking at Carp. “I wasn’t thinking , I heard a word and immediately pulled up a picture.” Carp responds. “It was not conscious.” “So subconsciously you see me as a cactus?” “No, not always.” The corners of Tinkletoes’ mouth turns up in a smile. “Words that describe you…” Carp says. “Mouthy.” Tinkletoes says. “Knows her own mind.” Carp says. “Gets in the way.” Tinkletoes describes. “Focused.” The assassin-in-training counters. “On getting in my way.” “It’s my house.” “I

  “Your advice is going to be so much better.” House counters sarcastically. “ I have written over thirty books and have three RITAs so, yes, my advice would be better.” He looks at the ceiling. “Thanks for stepping in but you can go now.” “ Three RITAs big whoop.” “ Love you too House. Bye.” The assassin-in-training says before pulling up a chair and sitting down next to his protege. He focuses on the monitor in front of them. “I had the best people handling my website. What kind of budget are we looking at?” “ There was n’t really room in the budget to hire a web designer.” Writer Lady says. “ You’re a professional.” Carp says. Writer Lady does not respond. “ Did you get your MFA?” He asks. She shakes her head. “I read and studied writing on my own time. Mostly I practiced.” “ A bit of a ‘do-it-yourself-er’ are you?” Writer Lady makes a face. “I’m not the handiest woman, when it comes writing related things so far, yes, I do most of