One lazy, sunny afternoon, Woofkins the Dog barked eagerly at young Jake to be walked outside for his evening duty. Jake slipped on his sneakers and opened the door as Woofkins bolted out, barely knocking the door off the hinges.
Once outside, and away from all people, Woofkins turned to young Jake and spoke. “First, Jacob, I want to apologize for keeping this secret from you that I can, indeed, speak. I just have one thing to say to you that’s been driving me crazy since I was a pup.”
Jake, stunned, nods his head.
“Please stop calling me Woofkins.”
Writing Resources: Natalie Goldberg’s Writing Down the Bones
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You hit on a few of my favorites - Let's Get it On (a classic if ever there was one) and Purple Rain (a work of sheer genius). Prince is probably my favorite on this list but I just adore Sam Cooke. Good stuff :)
I'm thinking maybe this comment is for the wrong post? It's all good though, I'll respond properly elsewhere. :oD
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