Apparently I've been tagged by Sir Edward Pearse...*grumblemumbleglare*...
1. write the title to your own memoir using six words.
2. post it on your blog.
3. link to the person that tagged you.
4. tag five more blogs.
Six words. Six?? Mrr...
Confessions of a Neko in Trouble, maybe. Or The Train-wreck Love Life Exposed. *snerk*
Hells, with the latter title, we could probably even start it out..."It was a dark and stormy night..."
When she arrived in Caledon. Hee!
Tag five more victims...hmm...Can't tag the Duchess, can't tag Lady Christine or she'd kill me...So hmm, whose memoirs would make for really interesting reads?
1. Frau Annechen Lowey. There have to be tales she's saving for her official memoirs.
2. VelesJaeger Munster. I fully expect if his memoirs are ever written, at least one chapter will begin with, "No, truly, dis really happent..."
3. Baron Klaus Wulfenbach. Multiple memoir volumes, even. Likely fully illustrated. :)
4. Colonel Hotspur O'Toole. His memoirs? Likely a seven-day wonder when they're published, the cause of many a group of ladies fanning themselves after attacks of faint swooning.
and, finally, though I know she's rarely on the grid these days...
5. Lady Darkling Elytis. It will be a memoir comprised of scraps of poetry, recipes, fragmentary spells, folklore and sketches done in the margins in violet-scented ink, and it will come tied with vintage satin ribbon, with rose leaves tucked between the chapters.
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Tales that cannot be told until the statute of limitations has expired or all of the participants are dust beyond recovery, whichever comes *last*.
And why does everyone insist the Jaegers have an accent?
I hear and obey. :-D
You are right, Frau Lowey, I was thinking of the audiobook version.
And ooh, Colonel--I'll have to scurry over and read your memoir (title) soon!
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