So is writing, for what that's worth. No, I'm not a millionaire. No, I'm not going on Oprah. No, I can't tell you where I get my ideas, except it's not from the Magical Idea Well.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I'm still bummed that the magical writing fairies aren't real.
Crap. They're not?
I'm still bummed that the magical writing fairies aren't real.
Crap. Then what are those tiny creatures who tell me they're magical writing fairies?
I'm still bummed that the magical writing fairies aren't real.
But I've been leaving scones and tea out for them! You mean I have to write my manuscript by myself?
Oh, *I* have magical writing fairies. But, you know, they don't live in a well.
Seriously.
I'm still bummed that the magical writing fairies aren't real.This is a huge disappointment to me.
Next you'll tell me there was no Summer of Like.
I can hook y'all up. You know, for a small fee.
(And here's how writers really make their money...)
Next you'll tell me there was no Summer of Like.
Please. Totally canon.