Self-made Man

I’m sure all of you who keep blogs have come across this quandary. You want to write an entry, but just… not a lot to say today. Haven’t read much interesting lately; spent most of the day doing routine tasks; didn’t meet any celebrities or alien life forms. And then you sit down in front of the computer screen, and think… I have an audience out there to entertain. They want a bit of an anecdote, a pic or two, and some tips as to the next Booker prize winner. Well, yes, mostly we visitors to blogs just want to share a little of the blogger’s world. Sit on the sofa, drink a cuppa, scan the bookshelves. But let me tell you, it’s a little different when it comes to cartoons. I love doing ’em, but nobody would appreciate looking at a blank piece of paper.

There. Not very interesting is it? So now I need ideas… Or… Hmm. Maybe I’ll just let Stuck In A Book himself give it a shot. Cartoon, invent yourself.It’s a start. I spy definite facial features. Funny how the nose always comes first…

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And there he is, or rather I am. Even holding a pencil, ready to do some sketching or so forth. Happy little smile; tousled hair; a bit of stubble to make sure I look male. All is well.

But wait… what is that on the other end of the pencil?

d Don’t know why the writing has gone underlined, but mine is not to reason why. Perhaps in protest at what poor Stuck in a Book is doing to himself…