Writer’s Log Day 2: Please sir, may I have a shit ton more.

I need to make a deal with a cross-roads demon.

All I need is a box of chotchkies and a Winchester to get things started.

My urge to proclaim my dislike for the actions of those around me has become more of a nuisance to them instead. In your face therapists of the world!

If I can quit holding grudges, then I can quit complaining about not having my cake and eating it too.

Though until I am in where I want to be, that being doing what I love to do and making enough money to live comfortably, complaining will become my new favorite hobby. sounds like a much better idea.

Facing my problems head on wasn’t in my contract, Hades. I’d like my 50 bucks back.



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