A Penny with Thoughts

by The Management

In the life of every writer, there comes a time to separate the nouns from the verbs. Perhaps you've heard rumors or, rumors of rumors, of a writer who won't quit, of a writer who against obstacles fierce and fiscal, refuses to give up. Perhaps you've heard of a manuscript that every editor wants, yet no publisher will touch, of  a story so touching, so startling in its originality, in its voice, that jaded agents weep and janitors forget to sweep.

You heard from a friend, who knows a guy who went to school with a woman who was the ex-partner of a deceased proofreader who had read this manuscript that marketing consultants whisper about in dark corners of dank bars. 

Who is this paragon of verbal virtue? This noble kneader of nouns? This scribe who will literally crawl on all fours to get the job done. This writer's life is a great wheel of creative energy, of accelerating metabolism. A respiratory rate of 35 - 135 breaths/minute and heart beat 250 - 500 per minute.

Truly, truly, this writer burns the pellet at both ends.

Introducing J.J. Pennifur:

She's scampering to a conference near you.