So this just happened over at Bluesky
Status report, "What Even Is My Work Life" dep't:
âChopping carrots for beef stew (because there were none yesterday and there are now), while watching ski events in Livigno & noting background neighborhood: "I should run away to the mountains and become a chalet chef. That's work I could do."
Background brain, more or less immediately: COZY CHALET CHEF ROMANCE NOVEL! Foreground brain (while straining stock off simmering carrots & parsnips): Yeah, sure. (eyeroll) Background brain: âŠWITH WEREWOLVES! Foreground brain (while rummaging among herbs): Hmm. Background brain: ON SKIS!
FG brain: Oh, FFS, whoTF would read this?! BG brain: With hot werewolf coachesâŠ! FG brain: ⊠BG brain: AND WEREWOLF PHYSIOTHERAPISTS! FG brain (reaches for the pepper grinder): âŠUm. BG brain: And then it gets SPICY!!!!! FG brain: Um⊠Which PART of the Alps? đ€
...So, seriously. If I wrote this, would you buy it?
Send me a sign. :)

























