Are bones! Ha!
Seriously though, computers are under my skin today.
Technology in general, but computers specifically.
I hate them. They are a necessary evil, I suppose, but it seems I spend more time combating viruses and pop-ups than anything else. People who write these malicious things should be hung by their . . . well, the most immediately available appendage.
After the day I have had with my computer, I am ready to toss it out the window. Of course, I think that goes for just about every piece of technology I have.
If technology is the new god to be worshipped, then he’s an ass!
Except for the coffee maker. It loves me and I love it. The coffee maker can stay.
The Wicked Women Writers are at it again, and I am one of them. It’s time for the annual contest and each story will be podcast later this year. I’ll post when they go up. You all know who to vote for though, right?
Last year’s theme was the Seven Deadly Sins. This year’s isn’t quite as, dare I say, easy? There are 16 participants and Rhonda, in true Wicked Woman fashion, assigned us each a poison, an object and a location. What’s mine? Listen and find out.
The story was started, then took a hard left turn, and is now on its way to being around 10,000 words. Just a skosh over the 3500 word limit for the contest. So I started a second for the contest. That one took a turn too. Into what? I have no idea yet. So here I am, waiting for a third idea to rear up and hoping this one will be corraled by the word count instead of busting through it and taking off. We will see.