I don't think I can last much longer. My novel, The Duct Tape Conspiracy, has no plot, and I have ten days to write 25,000 more words. FML. But at least my novel is amusing...
"This waiting game, she didn't like it. What was she supposed to do? Twiddle her thumbs and pretend that nothing had happened? But she had just pulled off the greatest heist in duct tape history! Someone, somewhere out to be talking out it.
Caden let out a frustrated huff. 'I need muffins.'"
"I'm so glad that you're singing softly to yourself. It really makes my ears bleed."
"I dressed up as Mayor Ray Nagin and gave a speech promoting the reinstitution of slavery."
"They're called the TIE DYE Police. ...They're way scarier than they sound, I swear."
"I'm not inviting y'all over anymore if Mr. Glitter keeps ending up in the freezer."
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