As the bitterness started to ebb from the recent falling out with my iPad (iPad FAIL) my laptop decided to strap on a pair of gloves and join me in the ring.
Around, and around we went. Blows going left and right, until I called it. I conceded, and technology won the second round as well. Though, this time I wailed on its guts until its middle burst open, and my novels spewed forth.
So here I sit, with my novels covered in technological goop while I strike fear into my new laptop. I am not a woman to be messed with, especially when it comes to my stories. Try to take an author's stories, and she's liable to gut you like a fish and bathe in your innards. So take note new technology, round three I will be wielding a hammer and my father taught me how to use it.
In other news, Mad'am VailEd wrote another 'Dear Alysha' post, so go and check that out. I'll be answering her in the coming days once I have cleaned up the mess from the latest bout.
#MadFLove
P.S If you haven't gone and seen Now You See Me, do it. Seriously, get the fuck out of here.

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