Whotter appeared in a tweed suit last week, glasses on his snout. It was obvious that he had been up to something. So all of us took a break from reading the papers and waiting on the morning clients to see what mischief he was into now.
He went to Fiver and handed her some text. Apparently he knew that Fiver, printing the local newspaper at Street Whores, would be able to publish something for him. So he gave her the manuscript to his... novel?!
All the visits to the Second Life Bookclub must have inspired him. I was a bit surprised to find out that my son had now joined the ranks of Second Life's intellectual elite, but soon enough I realised that he had just thrown his entire vocabulary at it: all 7 words he knows.
The novel's title is 'Fish' of course and I was the first one to receive a copy signed by the author. That made me a proud mother again. Now I just hope that he won't be invited as a guest at the Book Club and embarasses me.
