Take a Break to LOL

You might have noticed my lack of a post this last Friday.  And my almost lack of a post today.

With NaNoWriMo in full swing, I have found it hard to even remember how to type lately.  I will update more on how my NaNovel is doing come WIP day, but for today I thought it a good idea to share some chuckles.

All you writers out there, take a break to laugh, clear your head, give your fingers a rest... You know your head will only explode if you push it too much.  As amazingly creative and talented as we all are (hey, we all need the compliments right now), we do need to take a break every so often to... well... not write.

Don't stop too long though!  There are only 10 days left!

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A Nanowrimo participant and her daughter were out trick or treating. A man opened the door and said to the little girl, "What are you supposed to be?"
"A ballerina," she said as she twirled in a circle. He dropped a piece of candy in her bag.
"And what are you supposed to be?" he asked the older woman who was wearing vampire teeth, had quotes pinned to her shirt, and was carrying a dictionary.
"I'm the Word Count," the woman said with a thick, fake accent.
"Aren't you a little old to be trick or treating?"
"Probably, but I'm going to need all the chocolate I can get."

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A hungry lion was roaming through the jungle looking for something to eat. He came across two men.     One was sitting under a tree reading a book; the other was typing away on his typewriter.

The lion quickly pounced on the man reading the book and devoured him. Even the king of the jungle knows that readers digest and writers cramp.

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Q. How many mystery writers does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A. Two.  One to screw it almost all the way in, and the other to give it a surprising twist at the end.

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A screenwriter comes home to a burned down house. His sobbing and slightly-singed wife is standing outside. “What happened, honey?” the man asks. “Oh, John, it was terrible,” she weeps. “I was cooking, the phone rang. It was your agent. Because I was on the phone, I didn’t notice the stove was on fire. It went up in second. Everything is gone. I nearly didn’t make it out of the house. Poor Fluffy is–”

“Wait, wait. Back up a minute,” The man says. “My agent called?”

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There was once a young man who, in his youth, professed his desire to become a great writer. When asked to define great, he said, “I want to write stuff that the whole world will read, stuff that people will react to on a truly emotional level, stuff that will make them scream, cry, howl in pain and anger!” He now works for Microsoft writing error messages.

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A salesman walked up to a Nanowrimo participant's house and rang the doorbell. No one answered.

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HAPPY WRITING!