Kate has a particularly evil question for us this round:
Curses, you've been cursed! You can write no longer. The story well has run dry, and you can't even remember how to type. Now what do you do? Where do you channel your creative energies? And to what lengths would you go to break the curse?
Abby posted before me, and Cole will answer this question tomorrow.
Anyway, curses, hah hah hah! I'm a scientist, a rational human being. Curses aren't real; they're just psychological. They can't hurt you if you don't believe in them. Why, I'm not having any problems writing the sequel to Twinned Universes....
Um...um..., ok, what does Paul do next? Never mind; there's always that other idea that's been percolating on the back burner. There was a house, and a couple of characters, and they did...they did...well, I'm sure it was innteresting, I mean, interesting....
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(The Management of this blog would like to apologize for the subpar quality of this post. Sandra has been led off in hysterics to make a deal with a suspicious horned figure. She may not be able to blog or write, but she can still show, not tell. She'll return to normal tomorrow...hopefully....)