snort

male neighbor: How's the porn writing's going?
me, slightly curt: Fine.
neighbor: So when am I gonna be featured? You put Greg in [I used another neighbor's name in Somebody To Love].
me: Maybe when you don't call it porn?
neighbor: I didn't mean your . . . regular stuff. I meant your porn.
me: Huh?
neighbor: The online book.
me: You read it?
neighbor: Yeah, of course. I really liked it.


And at that moment I understood. To him, being called a porn writer wasn't an insult. Hmm. It was the romance, the "regular stuff", he didn't like and wouldn't name--for fear of hurting my feelings, I'm guessing? I love my neighbors. No, I really do.

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