Truth Serum 1

“Mmm. Boy, that was tastier than normal. Thanks, Mrs. V.” (good natured laugh) “I’m in a great mood tonight. It reminds me of the first time Miss Snark referenced me on her blog. I danced around the room like a giddy schoolboy! Speaking of giddy schoolboys, I watched Dead Poet’s Society again last night. Bawled my eyes out. Not as bad as The Rescuers though—when that couple adopts Penny at the end, and she thanks the little mice—” (sniff) “—Excuse me. And then those Hallmark Hall of Fame commercials. I can’t get through the brothers singing O Holy Night together without a full box of Kleenex. Oh, and little Beth! She was so good! Why did she have to die and leave poor Jo?” (racking sobs) “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I guess it’s just the blog—December is getting published. It’s like when EE Junior graduated, and I couldn’t even see the ceremony through my tears. Sending my little baby minions out into the world. Did I do enough for them? Did I prepare them for what’s to come? Like Junior’s first day of Kindergarten.” (head down on the table, bawling) “I could barely hold my smile long enough to get out the door. And then the day he grew his first muttonchops—I was so proud I thought I’d burst. Oh, I should go on the blog right now, tell the minions how much I love each and every one of them, how they all deserve to be published and I’m going to make it happen, and then—” (shakes his head, scowling) “—what was I saying? I feel…funny.” (eyes go back into focus) “Hrm…I think I need to make fun of a query. I’m feeling all…non-evil.”

--Kiersten