If you follow me on twitter, you may have heard I won a speech contest tonight. Yay! That's the good news! The bad news is, the contest took up all of my writing time today, and now it's late and I'm wiped out. I think I have about 2-3 more hours left on Surviving Bella Chapter 9, and I still hope it will be out tomorrow. In the mean time - here's a sneak peek!
When I looked up, Bella had a very odd smile on her face that slowly turned into a bigger smile, and then a fit of giggles.
“What are you laughing about?” I demanded.
“You’ve got…um…” She started laughing harder.
“What the fuck, Bella?”
“You’ve got pelican in your beard!” Bella’s eyes closed and she rolled over onto her side, holding her stomach and guffawing like the village idiot. I reached up and picked a bit of pelican flesh off my chin and tossed it out the raft opening. Bella continued to wail, and while I tried to feel pissed off about it, it really wasn’t working.
“Why is that so funny?” I asked. Bella attempted – somewhat successfully – to respond.
“You’ve…got…a…pelican!” she screeched, laughing even harder. “In your…beard!”
Well, I still didn’t get it, but I wasn’t going to put up with any more of this crap.