Frank No Pants just tried to nudge his way onto my blog and tried to push me out of the way ~ "How rude!"
Anyway, I managed to type 500 words for NaNoWriMo this morning and feel pretty good after absolutely no words yesterday and avoiding-a-blog-post-to-boot.
I came to an upsetting conclusion today, that I am indeed related to Frank No Pants! In case you haven't heard of Frank he's related to Zak by a cousin-blood-relationship-imagination-type-thingy.
You can choose your friends but relatives I guess you just plain get stuck with!
Well, the reason I write this is because Frank No Pants has been winning competitions and I thought how rude.
Franks only been writing for five minutes and already he's known on Facebook as a "Public Figure" and has his own blog, The Semi-Qualified Proctologist apparently taking the bigger questions in life adding more question-marks in inappropriate places and fair-dinkum-no-bs he's simply an idiot who knows nothing about nothing being advised by idiots who know everything, or so his blog says (and I sincerely believe).
Next he'll be drawing a salary and avoiding the IRS. Hmph! And to think that Zak has done some editing for him! And Zak only has a couple of random non-fiction works published. Oh the shame of it all...
Enough of my ramblings. I need to go practice my writing. If Frank No Pants can do it, anyone can!
Zak - Going off to lick his NaNo-Mortal and Immortal wounds.