It's been over two years since I've posted. I'm not writing at all, anywhere, except in my head sometimes. When I think about it, I feel embarrassed.
I seem only to respond to shame. So here I am, publicly shaming myself.
I have given myself an assignment: Write 101 short pieces inspired by my favourite book from childhood. I hope to get through three in a week. Very. Short. Pieces. Observations, really. Anything to feel like I have some sort of forward momentum.
An elephant joke is, basically, an absurd joke involving an elephant. The book pictured above was compiled by a 14 year old in the 60s, at the height of the elephant joke's popularity. Not terribly sophisticated stuff. No matter, I love these jokes. There are a few that still make me laugh very hard when I think about them, even 30 years on.