i had some time to sit down and actually write, yeah? and i decided to work on one of the prompts I got a while back
its supposed to be natkev
and all nat wants to do is talk about his lucky socks and how he’s not as easy as pie, you gotta work for that ass
and i can’t write seriously anymore. i can only do crack. i give up.
is this what they call writers block?!?!?!?!
also my throat hurts and the husband was sick all weekend with the plague :( so maybe I’m too whiny to take anything seriously right now