Mindless Fluff

So my last post was well thought out, informative, involved, was the stuff of substance. It was bound to lead to this one--nice, fluffy, filled with the mindless jibberish of a writer who is closing in fast on the end of a two week writing break. If you're looking for substance, you might want to look elsewhere.

HEY! Where are you going? No, I didn't mean it! Sit your butt down and stare at the wallpaper with the rest of us! You're a minion, after all, and you minions have to stick together.

Speaking of sticking together, I think that's something a lot of writers can't grasp the concept of--that we're not in competition with one another, that the only people out there who can really understand what we're going through are other writers. It's important to have one another's backs. Because if we don't respect one another, help one another...then who will?

Hey! Where did that come from? This is supposed to be fluff. Mindless fluff. Of the pink variety. (Who am I kidding? It's black, white, grey and red, baby!) So...in other Heather news, I'm currently reading a copy of the Weekly World News. Why? Well, because it features a captured vampire cat on the front cover...which, you must admit, is pretty tempting to read about. (Especially when beneath the title, it reads, "bowl of human blood used as bait!") When I'm finished laughing, I'll go back to reading Blood Monster Tattoo.

Or I may stare at the wall and count down the hours until my writing break is over.