Dud walked out in his backyard thinking about his book. It’s so frustrating, and he can’t even talk to Anita about it. There’s a strange thing about writing a book, he learned. If you tell someone about it before it’s written … well, you’ve told the story already, haven’t you? So then, why write it?
This makes writing a book one of the loneliest jobs in the world. A guy in a Forest Service lookout tower would seem like a cruise ship recreation director compared to a book writer. At least that’s what Dud was thinking as he wandered around … wandered … wandered lonely as a cloud … something to do with daffodils. He remembered reading it in high school.
Say … maybe if I threw some literature into the book, it would give it a bit of flavor. Yes! Well, I’m already in Europe … well, the truck driver is. He’s there on special assignment … not sure what that is, but I’m working on it. And the duchess is European, after all. And you know how they talk like literature over there.
So how can I do this? I know! I can have the duchess kinda teaching the truck driver to speak literarily.
“Dearest,” she’ll say, “the time has come for us to put behind us our past and instead grasp the present and the future with … well … with the foreknowledge of wisdom and blessings of hindsight that will propel us headlong into connubial consequences.”
And he’ll say, “Sure thing, Honeybunch. You got it.”
Dud Campbell smiled. You know, you get a lot more than a tooth cleaning when you go see Dr. O’Dontal. He serves up inspiration along with that new toothbrush you get that you never use.
Hey, I wonder if I can work THAT into the book. You know … dental literacy. I’ll work on it.
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