You know how, sometimes, people say, “This thing just wrote itself?” Holy COW! I started working on a short story last night. All I could come up with was, “It was a dark and stormy night.” I left the story sitting on my desk. When I woke up this morning-THE STORY HAD WRITTEN ITSELF…I’m totally freaking out. I think this story is bad. It keeps following me around. It was outside the bathroom door…It was by the coffee pot…It was next to my porn stash (Mostly 70s and 80s stuff-1 gay). Wherever I go, this story is there. I think it has plans for me. Are there any English majors who could come help with this? Please? This story really wants to put the cure on me.
“This thing just wrote itself”
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