Okay?
Moving forward; yesterday's work night was a good night. Why? Well, certainly not because a certain coworker has been pushing me patience toward it's limit. Actually, it's because I was a smart little cookie (writer, rather) and brought my beloved Black n' Red with me.
Black n' Red(tm) Notebook, my good friend |
I wrote most of a scene from the next book, Shadows On TheWall, in which Anthony finally pushes David to the point of violence. And you must understand, David is much like me in the respect that, while he talks a good game, he is generally laid back and non-violent.
Anywho, so, Anthony got thrown through a window (about ten stories up in a hotel) and now Cameo is cowering in the corner. And I feel fine! It's nice to be able to express myself so eloquently.
So, kids, remember this the next time you are pissing off a writer. We may not react much outwardly, but you are on our kill-off list.
There are only two types of people who sit around thinking of ways to kill off people:
Psychopaths,
and writers.
As Castle would say, I'm the one that pays better.
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