I told Jackie, “I want to get a slug of fiction writing done, and then take a nap.”
She said, “Does fiction writing naturally come in units of slugs?”
And I said, “Yes. The slug is the natural unit of fiction writing.”
So she said, “Well then, you should be sure to bring along Sigurson.”
So I went and got Sigurson to sit with me while I work on the next bit of this story.
Here’s a picture of Sigurson, sitting on a spare coaster on my desk:
Update: I wrote 745 words. Didn’t get a nap, though.
A couple years back, Steven expressed an interest in a slug stuffy, seeing as how its his totemic animal and all. Jackie knitted him a slug for his birthday. (Here’s a picture of Steven admiring his slug.)
The additional slugs she knitted sold pretty well, so she decided to knit some more this year. The three middle slugs (Pumpkin Slug, Blueberry Slug, and Quarry Slug) will be available for purchase at the Spinners and Weavers Guild Annual Show and Sale, coming up Friday and Saturday this week. (The first and last slugs are our household slugs.)
Slugs by Philip Brewer is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
