“Do you prefer to work alone or #collaborate?” “Alone.” “Yukon gold or #russet potato?” “Uh, gold for mashed, russet for baked.” “Favorite #insect?” “Bumblebee.” “Do you have a #nemesis?” “Not since Jilly Smith in seventh grade. This is a very odd job interview.” “You’re hired.”
#vss365 #366FF #whistpr #vssmagic
“I’m #pleased to meet you,” he said, doffing his #hat. “I can see your dis-#belief but I assure you my #talents are up to the job.” “You do have a #number of satisfied customers, but–” “No one expects a stylish assassin.” #366FF #whistpr #vssmagic #bravewrite #vss365
From deep within the #overgrown #forest, they heard a #rustling. Not a lost #dog or #cat; they heard #laughter too, an #enchanting song that drew them into the #kaleidoscopic light of late afternoon. They knew the #folklore, but they went anyway. How could they not?
He was sure she was his #muse, but she was from the other side. She kept him sated with #food and sex, dulling his creative drive. The gods didn’t want his story told, but they didn’t want to just smite him. This was the gentler way. #vssmagic #bravewrite
There’s an #owl hooting in the old elm tree. It makes a coughing sound and a stream of black #ink pours from its beak. It shakes its head and flies off while the ink arranges itself into words. You’ll find them in the morning on the dewy grass. FOLLOW ME. #vssmagic #vss365
