You know when someone tries to be funny but it ends up just being…annoying? They are funnoying.
Me: “I sent a query-
My Husband: “Who you calling query? You’re query.”
Me: (stern stare-heavy sigh) “-to this really awesome agent.”
My Husband: “How do you know she’s awesome?”
Me: “I researched her and she has a great blog. She works for a very respected house-“
My Husband: “My house?”
I give up. He knows all these terms and even though it might not seem like it, we do have intelligent conversations about writing and finding an agent. He is my biggest fan and most staunch (love that word…staunch, staunch, staunch) supporter, but every once in a while he feels the need to be funnoying.
And I may feel the need to have him sleep on the couch.
That, my friends, is the Word.