Here’s my friend the Plot Fairy who has been flitting around the place but not nearly enough.
I’ve also been visited by the Cold Sweat Revision Fairy, who wakes you in the middle of the night to make you wonder if you fixed that eighteen month pregnancy or the three-hour carriage trip from London to York.
Or the Printer Cartridge Fairy who steals printer cartridges–happily I outwitted her this time as I sent my ms. in digitally. And then there’s the Fascinating Detail Will o’ the Wisp who leads you to strange yet irrelevant places like this when you try to do some simple research for a new book:
And then of course I have the fascinating visits from the Dust Bunny, the Lightbulb Imp, and the myriad other strange creatures that haunt me, stop me from writing, and generally make a nuisance of themselves. What sort of things that go bump in the night do you have?
Cats, Janet. Cats who hate each other and make alarming hissing and yowling noises when I’m trying to concentrate. Or who go hack-hack-hack from some dark recesses of the house so I have to immediately stop typing and search for hairballs lest I later step on them in my bare feet. Or cats who insist upon sitting on my lap, leaving no room for the laptop and shutting down the stream of creativity that would surely flow otherwise. All they have to do is purr and the day’s shot!
We were visited by the Puke Fairy last night. Does that count? 🙁
I hate the Puke Fairy AND the cat hairball gnome. 🙂 The Distracion Fairy is a constant visitor at my house–“You don’t need to write, you need to do laundry/pay bills/visit Go Fug Yourself”
Things that go bump in the night. . . I have something that seems to walk over me when I’m in bed. It’s rather heavy. . . . . and likes to dump me for food.
My cat. 🙂
Lois
The main one I get is the Email Gremlin, who hides emails from me below the bottom of the mailer window, so I forget to answer them until days (or weeks) after I should have.
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