Excerpt from “Three Men In A Boat” by Jerome K. Jerome

This book is hysterically funny. Nearly cried from side stitches in several places. But it’s also got moments like this.

All with a single flowing sentence. Hauntingly beautiful.

You glance at your watch.

It’s 6:28. You’ve been at it since 3.
Your hot date is at 7. Crap. Running late. Sink shower it is.
Nowhere close to done editing…

“…at least all the ideas are laid out, so there’s that. Did I miss anything? I don’t think so? Ok, but how do I make it flow? I need to get the final draft to Stacey for design asap, team cutoff is at noon Thursday…”

You’ve spent dinner completely distracted. Your date just took off. You go home exhausted, plod to your desk, and crack open the laptop.

Or… it could go like this:

5:41 — you’re out of the shower and lip-syncing.
6:17 — dressed to the nines and zenned out.
7:03 — the sunset glints off your aviators as you smile hello.
8:36 — it actually feels like you’re hitting it off. Not just hot, funny to boot.
Next morning, 10:27 — polished draft ready in your inbox.
10:31 — Stacey messages back, “thanks, looks good!”

The difference?

You had Copygloss handle it yesterday afternoon.

For help with editing, email Dan:
[email protected].

The full title for “Three Men in a Boat” is “Three Men in a Boat. To say nothing of the dog.”

Though he didn’t have a dog as a child, Jerome did keep a pet rat (amongst some other interesting choices such as a squirrel and a rabbit).

Jerome caught him in a drain outside and seemingly took him along everywhere — including school. He lived in his breast pocket [1].

Eat your heart out, Ratatouille!