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[queenbookwench]

I have discovered that my inner muse (one of them anyway) is a fiftysomething diner waitress named "Flo." She calls me, "hon," and reminds me that she doesn't want to hear any of my crap excuses. She wasn't born yesterday, you know.

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[ariadnesthread.livejournal.com]

So what you need to do now is find a diner with a real waitress like that. You can write there, and when you start to flag, all you have to do is look up at her when she stops by to refill your coffee, and you'll be guilt-stricken into continuing to write.

I'm from Maryland. I have been served by many waitresses like her, "hon," beehive hairdo, and all. They may be a cliche, but they exist in my home state!

[queenbookwench.livejournal.com]

hee! this made me laugh...only trouble w/most diners is that the coffee bites...maybe i shall go to amphora, where i can get cappucino :)