Orange tutus, inclement weather, and internal voices
A snack before writing
Hello Friends and Readers,
It’s hard not to feel like the giant brunette version of Carrie Bradshaw, from Sex in the City, when I’m talking to people from my computer. But when I write conversationally, my internal voice is usually a Southern accent.
The Southern accent feels more like the storyteller, while the Midwestern accent sounds like I’m getting ready to deliver information regarding the weather and the traffic patterns.
I have other internal voices I utilize when writing conversationally, and if I am speaking in one, I will let you know, so you can read accordingly.
Right now, at this very moment, I am writing in an internal accent somewhere between Tom Brokaw and a valley girl.
For those of you, who I haven’t seen in a decade or three, I own an orange tutu, which I believe is a clothes porn homage to Carrie Bradshaw. Just thought you should know.
Later today, I will send you something I am writing. In the meantime, enjoy your day. Be careful of the weather, because my Midwestern internal voice is telling me the weather is going to be whack this week. Also, make sure you find a stimulating podcast for the bizarre traffic patterns that generally occur during inclement weather situations. You don’t want to be stuck in your car during an NPR fund drive without an escape pod.