Foo - Should I write a book?

If so, should it be be fiction or non fiction? Give me some characters and story lines please, maybe even write a few paragraphs or chapters to get me started.

Fiction: Fred who lives in the land of BF who does TimeTrials on the MUP.

Fiction and it should be the adventures in bass fishing in the land of jsharrville.

Yes....a comedy.

Yes....a comedy. I do not like autobiographies, oh wait, that would be a tragic comedy.

I do not like autobiographies, oh wait, that would be a tragic comedy.

I was thinking the adventures of a young amish girl. You could name her after a tropical fruit....maybe a mango.

I was thinking the adventures of a young amish girl. You could name her after a tropical fruit....maybe a mango.

I do not consent to this.

I do not consent to this.

What would you consent to? :innocent:

they say to write about what you know...so write about cereal, you have lots of experience with fruits, nuts and flakes.

they say to write about what you know...so write about cereal, you have lots of experience with fruits, nuts and flakes.

You said nuts.

What would you consent to? :innocent:

Isn't better when they fight though?

Isn't better when they fight though?

It's better after the fight.

You said nuts.

how does that make you feel?

Fiction: Fred who lives in the land of BF who does TimeTrials on the MUP.
On a fixie or a folder, while dressed in full gear.

Non-fiction: The study of bass deliciousness in relation to the proximity of the consumer's date of birth and date of bass capture.

You said nuts.

I suggest the title be: Who is playing with my balls?

Rube stories. It'd be a novella.

Rube stories. It'd be a novella.

I like this idea. Ruben: The Untold Stories by jsharr

Here's a title...Travels with jsHarr's Balls, A Love Story

Will this be a pop-up book?

Will this be a pop-up book?

No...that's gonna be my autobiography.

Opening paragraph might read:

Although Tom Stormcrowe was a seasoned Postal Inspector and part time internet forums guru, nothing in his experience in either field had prepared him for what was in the package lying on the stainless steel table before him. The postmarks were from every corner of the country, up state New York to Carlsbad, California, the contents had spread across the country like a plague from deep in the cold, dark heart of Texas. Tom knew that he had to open the package, he wished that he had a bit more faith in the integrity of the haz-mat suit that was supplied by agents from Homeland Security that he had called in to help with the grim task at hand.

I thought all books had to start with "It was a dark and stormy night." No?

I thought all books had to start with "It was a dark and stormy night." No?

I was born in my father's house...the third of 5 basset hound pups

I thought all books had to start with "It was a dark and stormy night." No?


I was born in my father's house...the third of 5 basset hound pups

It was a dark and stormy night when I was born in my father's house, the third of 5 basset hound pups.
I was the one with one long ear and one short.

It should be a coloring book,

I think it needs to be connect the dots.

It should be a coloring book,

noooo, one cannot imprison a special mind like jsharr's within mere lines! No, I think he should break new ground and embed his tome within the images of a Hustler photo spread!

The title should be "Fifty Shades of Foo".

Please fill in the missing details on "Method X"

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We already have a docudrama writer in here,(the Rubester),and cannot support 2.
Tasteless photo-chop picture though could put you over the top to #1 status.

I vote windy for spellchecker.

I vote windy for spellchecker.

That's mean spirited.
In the deep south grammar takes on a whole new meaning so rules change like the wind.
It's all part of their charm/culture and exposure to extreme heat.

Fiction - about an intensely religious President who is impeached for basing his policies strictly on prayer and "God's voice." Raises Constitutional questions about the difference between being religious and being crazy. Or, about a a guy who rides his bike a lot.

That's mean spirited.
In the deep south grammar takes on a whole new meaning so rules change like the wind.
It's all part of their charm/culture and exposure to extreme heat.

I vote spry for the northern aggressor antagonist.

Write a non-fiction book about all the people who want to secede from the U.S. moving to the Moon and electing Newt Gingrich as their President.

I will write under the nom de plume of Mark Thrice. My first book will about a young boy growing up in Pennsyltucky, Ohio, living in an Amish wagon down by the Ohio River. I will call it the Adventures of Couch Burner and MangoPumpkin Finn.

Can you write a book?

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I will write under the nom de plume of Mark Thrice. My first book will about a young boy growing up in Pennsyltucky, Ohio, living in an Amish wagon down by the Ohio River. I will call it the Adventures of Couch Burner and MangoPumpkin Finn.

For accuracy, that should be the Mohican river. I think you need a runaway convicted beard cutter in the story too.

Can you write a book?

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I do not plan to write a math text book, so yes, I can write a book.

they say to write about what you know...so write about cereal, you have lots of experience with fruits, nuts and flakes.


and basses....

I do not plan to write a math text book, so yes, I can write a book.

you can write a book because you were not born in Texas!

Some of these books would be pretty good reading.

Some of these books would be pretty good reading.

The Celebrated Jumping Bass of BigBenAugust County will be the next tome penned by Mr. Thrice.

Fiction, definitely. How about this:

The night was dark and cold, the type of cold that cuts right through to the bone. No one was around this old, decaying part of the city. The leaves, long dead and dried,
blew down the street like lost souls. jsharr kept walking. He didn't want to be here, but he had to deliver his package. He stopped, and glanced over his shoulder, making certain he was not being followed. Suddenly, a sultry female voice called out from the darkness of an alleyway. "Hey", she said, in a husky, seductive tone. She stepped out of the alley
into the weak, flickering street light. jsharr was stunned, as she was.....

:innocent:

I vote spry for the northern aggressor antagonist.

Please!
They are already pissed off on the bad side of Lake Erie north of me.

For accuracy, that should be the Mohican river. I think you need a runaway convicted beard cutter in the story too.

which beard?

Please!
They are already pissed off on the bad side of Lake Erie north of me.

Wait, there's a good side of Lake Erie?

Wait, there's a good side of Lake Erie?

That'd be the bottom side...the one that's not on fire.