Happy Sundae, with hot fudge and a cherub on top.
As a still rather shiny-new Substacker, I am wondering about what my tiny little audience likes to read about… You are all less than six inches tall! No, I mean tiny, as in you’re few, so far, and rather good-looking, too. It should be a quick answer, since there’s like, eight of you, and two of you are actually humans. I know, I know, I am not very good about all that marketing stuff, I just want to DO the thing, as in, writefully yours. Thinking about maybe going to a voiceover, where I READ IT OUT LOUD, or maybe just whine to go outside at certain intervals, make tail-thumping noises, biscuit crunching, or even out-and-out barking… at twilight.
I am torn between humor and rather outraged commentary, and also poignant stories about birdies and other dying things, all of which I can access at the drop of a cat. So I just thought I’d put it out there, and beg you (oh, pleeeeze!) to help me entertain you by giving me some feedbag. Will you? Will you share this and help me get more perusifyers, too? I toll you last time I would give you a funny pome this time, and I wheel. But lemme axe you this: Would you like ALL the postings to be funny, or a mix of cereal AND funny? Shall I do them on different daze, so you know which one to open? Maybe I should put them ALL on “audio”? It could be like JDog Rabio…
Oh pleeeeeeeeeeze tell me yore answer, my fine and dandies. My darling little life forms. My sweet, succulent, semi-cactivated lovelies. My Ever-Fire-Breathing Dragons. My modules operandi. My Opera Andi Griffins.
Right! Now, for some things, I’m completely different. Diffident. Difficult. Dingleberry. Dragonberry. Jargon berries. Jingle balls. Jungle balls! See how we go?
Here’s a pome I still like to sing to myself on those wild n crazy Splaturday Nights… All to Gilda now, a-one, a-two, a-choo!
CITY IN A CHAIR I sat city in a chair A chair like nobody's business The rug was there by the door The door like waiting for Christmas Will he, Willy? City by the door Doggie at the door Doggie ate this much Pig, pig! Doggie on the floor Monkey at the door Monkey break his crutch I sit city by the dog Doggie door, city in the air Air dog, Dottie with a cig Wally with a doggie on the chair I sit, City in a bit Dog breath city at the door Poor dog, poppy door dog Pig city, poppy dog more
Fangks for the mammaries.
My comment: You are so interesting and have such a unique view of the world that I'm interested in your perspective on whatever you write. Diversity is supposedly the spice of life - or to follow your example - is it the spite of life? If I wanted to read the same thing everyday, there's plenty of cooking blogs to follow. I like that you are interested in many things and are willing to share your own unique and interesting perspective on both world events and what, for example, you believe dogs are really thinking about. What I hate is puns - but I'm an old person so it's to be expected....maybe. What I like best: your point of view on anything you care to write about.