Soren is my raven muse. Normally, he's pretty lazy, lounging around claiming to help me think of ideas. I beg him to help me get out of my writer's block, but he's usually just got a snappy comeback. I only work with him because when he DOES think of something, it's usually genius, so occasionally it's worth it. Almost every day, I'd sit down to write and he'd give me nothing.
But not today.
For the past week, he's been zooming around, pecking me incessantly in the head.
Why did he have to get a good idea NOW? NOW when I can't pull my writing off my old computer? NOW when I have no writing program on my new computer? NOW you get a good idea, Soren? NOW? Seriously?!?!
And quit telling me you're gonna forget it if I don't start writing it down. I know that better than anyone.
I guess I should break out the old notebook and write by hand. I'll feel like a cavewoman.
Nah, maybe this'll teach him a lesson. You know, not to come up with awesome ideas only when it's convenient to HIM. I am his master, after all. Or, at least, I tell myself that.
I'm not crazy. I promise.
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