"shutting up, sir..." - C3PO

so the young man rounds up the 3 mini me's and loads them into the family truckster for church. his betrothed had to work (!), so it is boys' night out. the young man's best friend calls him all excited just as the young man is unloading the boyz. "i'll call you back as soon as I drop the crew off." done & done. 

tym calls back and has this convo:

tym: what's up?
tymbf: take what I'm about to say w/a grain of salt...
tym: okay...
tymbf: first, get off your butt and write. you got your laptop, you have no more excuses. you already have the book outlined, just knock it out. you could do that within a month.
tym: (smiles) okay. I agree...
tymbf: now I say this because I just got a call from (tym's bf's other friend). he was calling from a bookstore in manhattan, and he saw your (1st) book on the shelf there.

(tym's mouth is now hanging open, speechless. He is in the cafe @ church, so he can't scream or cry.)

tym: are you serious?
tymbf: yes. manhattan, as in nyc. and you know how tymbfof is... He got all excited and starts running around the store telling everyone "i know this guy! I know the person who wrote this book!" then he bought it.
tym: (stammering) wow...
tymbf: i said all that to say this: if your book made it all the way to manhattan, you have to keep writing. get that next one done, man... call me later... enjoy the service.

the young man has been floored.

i'm blogging from church. is that gonna send me to hell?