Today's OneWord: Songwriter
"How many songwriters you got hired?"
"None," I replied, spitting a half-dissolved Altoid into the garbage can because it was too strong.
My soon-to-be productor stared at me. My agent smirked.
"So who writes your songs?" he inquired stupidly.
I arched an eyebrow. "Guess."
My agent couldn't help letting out a giggle. I reached toward the bowl of butterscotch candies on the producer's desk. He hardly blinked.
"None," I replied, spitting a half-dissolved Altoid into the garbage can because it was too strong.
My soon-to-be productor stared at me. My agent smirked.
"So who writes your songs?" he inquired stupidly.
I arched an eyebrow. "Guess."
My agent couldn't help letting out a giggle. I reached toward the bowl of butterscotch candies on the producer's desk. He hardly blinked.
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