
geez, writing, I thought you’d be more eloquent than that.

geez, writing, I thought you’d be more eloquent than that.
Rumor has it that August is “Write Fifteen Minutes A Day Month”.
I’m doing it, man.
Writer’s block, I will murder you and bury you in my non-existent basement. You have overstayed your welcome, frankly, and I’m fed up with your tactless, clingy habits. Also, you kind of smell.
- bee.