I have this great idea for a book. You know how some books are about houses that are built over ancient grave yards, and the spirits
rise to haunt the poor people who live there now? You know how some houses,
like ours, are built on property that belonged to an orphanage that burned down
100 years ago and three children died, and they sometimes wander the attic and stairs at
night?
Those kind of books seem to do well, especially when
they are made into movies, and the author gets a check for half a million
dollars. So here’s an idea you can take, straight to the bank.
A young couple moves into an old house that was built
on an ancient golf course. Yeah, a golf course. And the house is haunted by two
bad golfers who don’t get along and a caddy who died there long ago.
I would write the book, but I just don’t know enough about
golf. I mean, I thought a Mulligan was when you put whiskey in your coffee, for
Pete’s sake.
But if you know golf, maybe
you’re the one to tell the story. Let me know how it turns out.
____
Photo swiped from here.
No comments:
Post a Comment