We flashed back to a simpler time. And saw a big ship!
So, my WIP is all but complete and there is this little voice in the back of my mind saying, "Grimes....you know your mother cannot read this, right?" It was actually my brother's voice and he was saying, "I can't wait to read your book, but you're gonna have to redact all the sex parts." [...]
Ouch! Careful, I'm sensitive.
My finger hovers above publish. Do I? Don't I? Oh, just do it!
"That's what friends are for"
Me to Myself: I told you I'd get it done
Oooooooh.........Shiny! Huh? Oh right I was gonna say something...
The never-ending pursuit of just the right word. And maybe snacks.
Stiff Upper Lip Grimes