When a Writer Isn’t by Mindy Mymudes
*Walks to stage. Basset hound ambling behind. * Me: “George, get out of here. You have your own blog site.” George: *Snort* *Releases a silent but deadly bomb. * Me: *Waves stench away from nose. * “Geez, if you have to fart, please go away.” *Turns to audience, red-faced. * *Finger waggles to crowd of …