OK, maybe not really. Read on and you decide.
You listen to this,while I talk.It will help me explain.
I know you're anxious to get to the naked stuff, but wait for the music to start, it'll mean so much more if your do.
I made it as one of the six finalists in Cherie Reich’s 2nd Annual Flash Fiction Blogfest. Cherie chose the finalists and I have to tell you this woman really knows her stuff (you are still listening, right?)
Now, it’s your turn. You get to go here cheriereich.blogspot.com
and vote for the best piece of Flash Fiction – that’s me of course (still listening to Billy and Garth, aren’t ya?)
So, I expect all 217 of you (you all came to see me take off my clothes in public AGAIN didn’t you? Note: to new followers – I actually did do that back in 2011 – I’ll wait if you want to go look for it – that post might be titled ‘What are Words’) Well, that’s probably 212, because I see some of the competitors have been by to check me out –no worries –I did the same (cue the music)
Anyway…quite yer hanging around here get on over to Cherie’s site and read my post AGAIN and vote for me. Heck, vote for me twice, if you’re so inclined (sing it Garth) OK that’s probably in poor taste, even for someone who is SHAMELESS – cut me some slack, I was raised in Chicago where everyone votes twice even the dead. How else do you think you got their least favorite son…OK let’s not go there. In actuality, I don’t think Cherie’s site will let you do that (at least I hope not).
Anyway…go exercise your right to choose and choose me. Is that naked enough for you? I would include pictures, but I know for a fact that small children and one horny old man read my blog and it could cause an uproar!
Wait for the boys big finish cause after all I am (everybody sitting right thee at your computer, just shout it out real loud, and see if I can hear you down here ‘in de’ islands’) Ah, that was nice, but I think I only heard 150 of you, come on everybody go and vote by Monday 5/28, but don’t wait, you might forget –go right on over there ~ NOW.
It's not you, it's me. You can't click on this image and get anywhere but frustrated. Go back up to the link and click there.I'm just a dumb blonde writer, not some super computer techno wizard. Jeez!
I didn't sound nervous or over-anxious back there did I?
If I win, I'll re-post that other 'naked' bit on Tuesday.