I Got My Picture Taken

I’m leaving MacDowell soon after four weeks here, and one of the many generous things they offer you is a photo shoot. During mine, the photographer had me pretend to be working. Here is what I typed:

New project. She?s taking my picture. I keep laughing. Can?t imagine I?m looking good. Telling bad stories. My waddle must be shitty, too. Never know wheter to close my mouth or not. Or keep it open. So I don?t know what else to do much here alos. My eyes, too. Stern brow? Gentle look of curiosity? Look right at the camera? Or here at my laptop screen? I guess here and not at her. Here. How?s my posture? Hopefully it?s beeter this way. Proud chest

For the record, my waddle in the pics was shitty.

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