I'm supposed to work a little bit on a Halloween story I wrote two weeks ago. But how do I find the right mood when the 305 apartment is full of Christmas?
This evening, baking gingerbread cookies seemed much more logical than thinking about people in superhero costumes. Said and done – we did. The dough was tasty, the baking process was tricky, the cookies were delicious and we all laughed until we almost fell off our chairs when Iron Ass realized that her skull was burning. Yes, her gingerbread skull, of course.
And now what? Study? Write? Revise? Halloween? What's that? I only know gum in hair, Christmas decorating and OnePiece. Halloween is so last month.