Listening to stories about Karens, they are self-centered creatures believing the world revolves around them with a very short attention span. When something does grab their attention, they hang onto the glimmer of truth even though looking at the bigger picture, it is not true. This is my dog.
We have a bell for her to ring when she wants out. The other day while writing a chapter in my next book I hear the bell ring. I mosey down the stairs to her door and as I approach, mom moves upstairs. This catches her attention and she races away to see mom in the kitchen. I get back to where I was, catch the rhythm before the interruption, and then Bing Bing goes her bell. I get up and go to let her out and my favorite daughter moves from her room. Zoom up the steps the dog races to see her sister. Maybe she will drop a snack in the middle of the afternoon.
I become settled at my desk again and review where I was to begin writing again. Then a marvelous thought crosses my mind of a quick anecdote within the chapter. It is funny and witty while keeping with character of the people in the story. My fat fingers hunt and peck the keys with a flurry as the thought humorously leaves my brain. In the middle of this amazing segment, I hear Bing, Bing and I speed up my typing. However, my delay and the fact she put it off two times before, my dog has a full blown Karen attack and hits the bell five more times until she sees me coming down the steps.
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