Life…
January 11, 2010 by jhbprincess
Yesterday morning around 8am my father and I stood chatting in the kitchen.
Taking a long drag of his two apples flavoured hubbly… All my mother will let him smoke these days…
He says to me “I’ve read stuff you’ve written”. At this point I blush, remembering the erotic lit incident of ’07.
He takes another drag…”You need to remember all the shit that happens around here. And one day you’re going to write a book.”
I look at him, and I almost admit that I keep a blog for this very reason…
10 Jan 2010. So far, we survive.
