"If I had a laptop I could write my novel quicker. Without a laptop it is just taking a lot longer than I thought it would."
Mr. Jenny has usually had a moderately smart-alecky retort like, "Novel? What novel?"
And I, sweet and kind person that I am, patiently explained that I am writing a novel that will put my name right up there with Stephen King and Danielle Steele.
"You are writing a horror/romance bestseller?" He would ask with disdainful sarcasm.
Patiently I would explain, yet again, that I would be happy to write a horror/romance bestseller, except Stephen King and Danielle Steele do all their writing on a laptop. I informed him that if I had a laptop I could write in the car, and while I'm waiting at pre-school to pick up Morgan, and at the doctors office and while I was watching TV.
He ignored me.
Until Christmas. And then he paid attention. And he bought me a laptop.
It's little. And cute. And red. And it looks like this.
And Mr. Jenny said, "Now you can write a best-seller and make lots of money and keep me in the style I wish to become accustomed to."
I was excited.
I was happy.
Oh sure, I write on the little cutie-pie but for some reason it's not helping me channel King and Steele.
It's more helping me channel extra time typing stuff into the search engine on Etsy. Man, they have cool stuff on Etsy, don't they?
So I'm thinking it probably isn't me. I suspect those famous writers have other things on hand when they write, right?
Ten pound boxes of Godiva chocolates? A masseuse rubbing their aching shoulders? A live-in maid/gourmet chef?
I'm sure it's just something like that keeping me from finishing up the 150,000 word novel I'm working on.
If I had the chocolate, the masseuse, and the live-in maid/gourmet chef, I'm certain I could crank out the remaining 149,200 words in no time at all.
I just need to figure out how to break the news to Mr. Jenny.
And since it's a long time until next Christmas, I can have a lot of fun on Etsy in the meantime!