Yes, that’s right—flatulence. I’m working on my next novel, and I find myself researching synonyms and descriptions for, well, farts. I’m sure it seems as if I’m seeking out bathroom humor on purpose (first the underwear in Airball, and now this), but I promise, when I started this book, intestinal gas was the furthest thing from my mind. Now, however, it has become essential to the story. It’s called The Adventures of Beanboy, after all, so ignoring the flatulence factor would be like ignoring the six-ton elephant in the corner.
Anyway, this is what I’ve come up:
It’s not much of a list. I can’t keep typing “toot” over and over. So if anybody has any suggestions, I’d love to hear them.
Also, I haven’t forgotten to post more about my Piper visit, the Great Manhattan Mystery Conclave, and, now, the terrific book fair I participated in at Prairie Elementary in Prairie Village, Kansas. As soon as I get a handle on this flatulence problem (soon, I hope), I’ll write more about them, and also about some award news I’ve gotten recently.