(Text message exchange that just happened between me and Sir…)
Sir: I’m up at Porter paint picking up a gallon for the workout room.
me: have fun
me: i just killed off a family in a bloody ritualistic murder
Sir: Oooooo, kinky 🙂
me: don’t You love having a writer for a pet? 😛
Yes, we writers are an odd bunch. I don’t know who’s more odd, though. The writers, or the people who love and tolerate them. I tell Hubby I just murdered a family, and he nods and says, “That’s nice.” LOL!
And yes, it was a FICTIONAL killing I wrote in one of my WIPs. LOL