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And though I'm not the kinda-guy who makes lame excuses for every obstacle that gets in his path, I hafta say that not having posable thumbs (or is it opposable thumbs?) is just a tad restrictive when it comes to doing any work requiring, well, (op)posable thumbs.
I've tried my paw at photography. I was able to at least click on that button dealie, but had quite a time trying to hold the bloody thing straight all the while attempting to turn that focus contraption. (See "Photography" for a sample of my work.) At any rate. . .
[Small Buttons + Crazy Dials] x No Thumbs = Ridiculous Difficulty Taking Pix
Okay. So I can't draw, I can't paint, I can't steady myself and focus. Does this mean I'm condemned to a life devoid of art? How ever will I express myself?
Using the same noggin' that forged a path through Momma Bomma's red tape (see "My Short Story" for full details), it dawned on me that I happen to have quite a knack for pawing through Momma Bomma's photos (and boy, does she have A LOT. . . especially of Yours Truly) and putting them to words. Hmmm. . .
Mom's Photos + My Undeniable Talent w/ Words = One eAuthor Extraordinaire
So far I've only finished one eBook (and bear in mind it's just a rough draft), but check back paw-rediocially (sorry, I couldn't help it) for my latest additions. Or if you prefer, you can join my mailing list and I'll email you the new stories as they become available (i.e., when I take time from my incredibly hectic schedule of ball-fetching, cookie-eating, and dog-napping). Mind you, if Momma Bomma happens to already have your email address, you are on the mailing list by default, and you're in for quite a treat -- an involuntary lifetime subscription to Phineas eBooks. (I know, I know. Just what you've always wanted.)
Anyway, click HERE to read my debut eBook. And please people, no
paw-tographs. (Wouldja lookit that, I went and did it again. . .)
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