The past thirty days have been all about getting my ducks in a line. They’re looking pretty roughed up, but there they are: a neat row of disgruntled quackers, all muttering about the heck I’ve put them through to clear the way for my new career.

It won’t be long before I can tell my boss what the plan is, and feel comfortable writing more openly on this blog.

4 Responses to “The Forcible Organization of Ducks”

  1. Pete Says:

    More writing is good news, as I’m enjoying what you are putting out now.

  2. linneawrites Says:

    Thanks, Pete! I really appreciate your support.

  3. Pi Rho Says:

    I’d say sell all the duck to a Chinese place and get yourself a few good strong sled dogs instead. They can pull more and longer than ducks. And they are much less likely to become disgruntled, in fact they like to be in a row or two.

  4. linneawrites Says:

    Great. Now I have to figure out what to do with a sled dog metaphor. Let’s see: the dogs represent writing talent, ability to set goals, knowledge of copywriting, etc., and the sled, of course, is the business itself. Yukon, ho!

    If stops along the Iditarod trail are my interim goals, I am now leaving Anchorage, with financial self-sufficiency being Nome.


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