Last night I went to bed thinking about how excited I am to nap this afternoon

A couple hours in the taffy stretching machine would fix my back problems and probably also cure my anxiety

He lives at my mom’s house but I’ll probably see him in the next couple weeks so I’ll do my best! I don’t think that was him - he’s too handsome to need makeup

His name is Clyde! He will sweetly ask you for pets but bite you as soon as you start reaching for him. He loves messing with my pit mix who wants to eat him but is inexplicably terrified of my 10 lb dog who’s never bothered him (he weighs 17 lbs). We have a strained relationship but I love him

Here’s the cat that stole my childhood bedroom if you’re into that kind of thing

I feel like all I’ve ever seen you say about writing is that you never do it

Does “every writer” include you?