Let Me Back In

I’m always getting metaphorically locked out of my own manuscript. The characters start nanny-nanny-poo-poo-ing behind the door, running around in superman capes, dipping their fingers into peanut butter jars, coloring all over the walls.

Today I said, I’ve had enough of you fools. I erased a moment they’ll never have again. Ripped away a memory. Sent them back a week. Turned their day into night.

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8 thoughts on “Let Me Back In

  1. You are so funny Melissa šŸ™‚ I read this three times just for another laugh. I hate when characters act like naughty children. You would think they would realize you hold their life in your hands…oh, no! Sorry about that bloody death. Let that be a warning to you!

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