I had the scariest nightmare last night, lost a lot of sleep. But now that I'm trying to write it down and turn it into a short story, I can't figure out what's remotely scary about it.
Be happy if you live alone, because if not. You think they aren't there and you sing whatever unhinged song you come up with in the shower, and then it turns out they hear every word.
Every now and then, I'll use my. . . pointed literary critisism to write a restaurant review. Fuck you, whoever bought the Indian restauraunt downt he road, you lobotomite.
I didn't even realize it, by my First Chapter Feedback thread has reached its 4th year anniversery. And as of today, 9 people have made the best of list.