De ferst bewks I write are crumsky.
Bewt I imprewve and I go to confeerenzes.
De mewst impertent ting is dew rrrrrrite tite and twe tink tiddrens. Dew yew remimbbeer hwat eet ees like twe bee a tiddren?
(Oh dear. It has been a long week.)
It is certainly the right time to go on vacation with pencil and paper and in-progess scripts, and try to act sane in front of the in-law contingent...or else. Phew. Crazy writers.
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