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JimKin viewed the spotlight with suspicion


Works under consideration: 7
Current Dominant Thought: They’ll be a joke along in a minute


JIM:
It’s a mite dusty in here

A TUMBLEWEED BLOWS ACROSS THE DUSTY BLOG. A SAND GERBIL SCUTTLES THROUGH THE TORN CORNER OF THE PAGE AND INTO NEXT DOOR’S BLOG ‘BEPPE GRILLO'

JIM (CONT.):
Those were the days.

JIM SIGHS AND LOOKS AROUND THE COBWEBBED WALLS OF HIS MIGHTY BLOG. HE PICKS UP THE TORN CORNER OF AN OLD POST ‘Quentin Tarantino woes Jane Austen over a pint of Bitter’

JIM SIGHS AGAIN

JIM (CONT.):
If only I’d joined Comedy Writer’s Anonymous. I could be writing for an obscure daytime channel, the…No. No more Jim.

IN THE DARKEST CORNER OF THE BLOG AN UNGAINLY SHADOW STIRS

JIM (CONT.):
I could have been…

GRANITE (V.O.):
BELIKE! You sniveling land-loving-ARTIST!

JIM:
Is that you Granite?

GRANITE’S GIANT SHADOW LOOMS OVER THE COMEDY WRITER IN WAITING

GRANITE:
It bai’nt be a bucket of sausages on a day trip to Tate Modern. BELIKE!

JIM:
I wasn’t expecting a Pyrate.

GRANITE:
You’ve been studying too long. You going to write again?

JIM:
Yes. I’m back.

A CHORUS OF APPROVAL ECHOES AROUND THE EMPTY BLOG. MUDDY THE BLUES SINGING PENGUIN TODDLES PAST THE BLOG’S BACKDROP.

MUDDY:
Boom Boom, BoomBoom!

MEANWHILE THE THREE CATS OF THE APOCALYPSE PURR A KNOWING AND CRUEL PURR

JIM:
I’d just like to say to you, my blog, my friends, that I am back, I do have some words and ideas to spend…


SOME JAZZZOMBIES START BANGING THEIR HEADS ON THE CORNER OF A SHARP URL

JIM (CONT.):
Point taken. So I’m back. I have a lot of work to do, I don’t know what it is, I don’t know where to start. I need to make some changes around here, perhaps some curtains and a bunk bed. Perhaps some sensible and traditional comedy. Perhaps not. ARE YOU WITH ME?


ALL:
BELIKE!

JIM:
Amen.

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