Dearest Reader updates may slow down for a moment. The protagonist from a piece of original fiction I am writing started yelling. She needs for me to get some stuff down so I can do my research for her book. It shouldn't take long.
Elena hasn't gone anywhere. In fact she is standing in the corner, tapping her watch and her foot. Fantasizing what she wants to do to me and my new heroine. I think I am in deep shit with her. And an angry Elena is always fun.