A pink, portly hippo trying to nuzzle its way through an itty-bitty
mouse hole.
That would be me, the wordy romance writer, trying to shove her 2k
short story into an anthology of a different genre.
Said-shoving must be completed today. Tomorrow is a travel day (so no
blog) and Monday is the deadline. So, no options. This hippo’s got to move!
Everybody, please watch your toes.
Until Monday…
Chloe
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