Heh. At first I typed “Carp,” as in “Carpitty carp,” which made me laugh. Not so much laughing today, though; am working through obsessive thoughts and a wee bit of depression (nothing a clean house and someone else to cook couldn’t cure, but that’s not happening, so there you go).
I am not writing today to preserve the safety of my characters. In the mood I’m in today, I might accidentally leave a guillotine out for them to find. An abrupt ending to an otherwise light-hearted (relatively) book.
Not writing tomorrow, either, since I’m doing a field trip with the son’s class. All day. 24 fifth graders. Now THAT is a carpitty carp kind of day.
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Have fun on the trip. I used to dread them but now I miss them since I’m no longer needed. Very sad.
And then Wednesday back to writing baby! Beat that mood please. Even if you have to hurt a minor character to do it.
If Emperors, Kings, and Dictators can sleep well, why shouldn’t an executioner?