If there’s one thing every writer must do, it’s celebrate achievements. Cheer-worthy accomplishments can be anything from selling a novel to remembering to capitalize the first word in each sentence.
Since this blog marked its three-month anniversary over the weekend, I decided to celebrate by introducing a new feature called What the @#$% is that?
It’s a phrase I’ve found myself muttering a lot over the past 12 years, which – coincidentally – is how long I’ve been married to Pythagoras.
If you haven’t picked up on it in previous posts like this and this and this, Pythagoras marches to the beat of a different drummer. That’s a polite way of saying he’s a little wacky.
In a good way.
Being absentminded in addition to wacky, he has the tendency to leave things lying around the house. Unidentifiable things.
So to kick off this new feature, I’d like you to take a look at what I found on the coffee table this weekend:
Intriguing, is it not? And maybe just a little disturbing.
Tell me in the comments trail what you think it is. You can guess for real, or you can make up an amusing story. I’ll reveal tomorrow what the object really is.
In addition, I’ll pick one commenter to receive a brand new copy of New York Times Bestselling Author Laura Kinsale's recent novel, LESSONS IN FRENCH (a new release from my fabulous publisher, Sourcebooks. I recently read and adored it, and so will you!)
So have at it. What the @#$% is that?