Spooftastic!

 

 

Laughing as I type. Where should I even begin? A mock conversation among the board of reviewers of the Pulitzer Prize for fiction, point being that they probably never get to read the novels they screen. Conversation includes exchanges across all media: email, text, Gchat, twitter, and a post-coital chat between two board members, which I’ve posted below.  Nuff said. Have a very fun weekend!

Pulitzer Board Member No. 5 in bed with Pulitzer Board Chief:

Board Member No. 5: That was amazing.

Pulitzer Board Chief: You were amazing.

No. 5: If I could, I’d give you a Pulitzer Prize for blowing my freakin’ mind.

Pulitzer Board Chief: Can I tell you a secret? I never learned how to read past the fourth-grade level.

No. 5: I love you. READ MORE

Image # 1: Gregg, Arlington

Image # 2: Maximilian Bode. Culled from the New Yorker.

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