So, what are you gonna do tomorrow?
*in best Orson Welles impersonation*
Same thing we do every night, Pinky....
So, what are you gonna do tomorrow?
We're gonig to collaborate on something that evil writers will find amusing at the expense of small undead dogs.
Care to help us with the research?
I'm going to write 3000 words tommorrow evil leaders of disaster and chaos. Not because I fear you, but because your example inspires me.
Yes, I know, it's shamless groveling.
*fillets the sheep for the remark about my loyal minion*
*eyes yarn stash and the depth of wool on boston*
dusting off an old short ... "Bob, The Avenging Angel";
there's the prompt story ... "Do Vampires Dream of Plasma Sheep?";
and a poem about a not so jolly version of Santa Claus "All I Want For Christmas."
Plus a K or two of words someplace on one of the WIPs.