Senseless “Oh my Lord I missed Sunday” Sarcasm : Sequence editing
Vickie and I are just about brain dead trying to do sequence editing.
The first day, I spent hours reading aloud. I woke up with almost-laryngitis.
The next day, she did the reading. Is there such a thing as reading-induced dyslexia? If so, I think I just gave that condition to Vickie.
We’ve decided to take turns reading. She botches up one chapter and I botch up the other. It keeps the one who is listening at attention.
I‘m not sure how long it’s going to be before I can do another post. I might try a poem tomorrow, if I still have enough brain matter remaining.
At this point, I’m ready to consider going to the mall and buying underwear as possible entertainment.
It’s bad enough that I have the social finesse of a one–legged dancer with an inner ear problem.
There are many things that kill a friendship. I hope editing isn’t one of them.
She says she still enjoys reading it. But…for how long?????
Editing: The fastest way to ruin the enjoyment of reading a good book.