I'm writing to you live from my bathtub. The water is warm, the bubbles light and frothy, and the lights are dim. Red candles are lit for a little added ambiance and the radio is turned low. This is all in an attempt to get in the mood. I'm at that special place in my book. The place that will determine the futures of my hero and heroine and have a huge impact on their relationship.
Yes, you guessed it.
My hero is about to get shot protecting the heroine. There will be lots of blood and mayhem, but my heroine is no shrinking violet. She'll take matters into her own hands.
What? Isn't this the scene you thought I was writing?
1 comments:
hahaha... wow
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