A Writer Life’s Reviews > Dead Eleven > Status Update

Read this at night during a thunderstorm, and a tornado watch, with flashes of lighting, and the tick-tick-tick of rain on glass that sounds suspiciously like a fingernail tap.

And then my cat hid behind the couch, and was startled by the kitten, which made her emit a demonic growl. That came from behind me. Where the window is.

And my soul almost left my body.