I have recovered from a nasty bout with bronchitis and am now ready to get back to sharing my world.
I want to completely remodel a house.
Boaty McBoat… wait, that’s taken. Thinking… thinking… eh, I got nothing. As for a boat, I want a pontoon. I have the best memories of sitting on a pontoon, drinking beer and playing euchre.
Wait a minute. I would name my boat Pontoony McPontoonface.
Hmm. It’s been a while since I’ve read American Psycho, but I always thought Patrick Bateman was so freaking boring. All those lists, and WTF with the whole ‘rich people with cheap stereos’ thing? I mean, sure, he’s a serial killer, but he’s so-ooo bougie about it.
Come to think of it, the whole book is bougie. The 1980s sucked. If you weren’t alive back then, take it from me, you didn’t miss much.
Runner-up: The Bonfire of the Vanities Sherman McCoy.
I’m finally back to normal. Bronchitis bites, but now I’m so in love with ginger tea. (It’s good for a cough.)
Self-published on Amazon. Have some content on Wattpad. Sometimes I'm on Twitter. I have a Facebook page. I like to write short stories. I can be snarky. You can find me preparing the garden for winter.