Jun 22nd, 2012 by Jennifer Lynn
Here I am at the keyboard, chomping on a black bean burrito and swilling it down with a Long Trail IPA, determined to jot down a sentence or two — after all, the whole purpose of starting this site is to plant butt cheek firmly to chair and actually start, you know, writing again, when:
(insert letter of choosing)
a) A rave suddenly spawns from my keyboard;
b) I realize I’m being prepped for sacrifice by trans-humanist aliens;
c) and/or I’m getting whipped while being forced to suck on a lime.
It’s not my fault writers are so infamously distractible.
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