You know, I think I might have heard of that? It's that biological process that prevents the once youthful human from interacting on messaging platforms in a timely manner - right? I'm sure that's nothing a little face-cream and aggressive harassment from an eternal child won't fix.

Wow, those are two top tier themes there. I bet that will keep you pretty occupied for a long while.

Why em-bark on a Hero's Journey when you can instead try a Villain's Air BnB. In fact, I've got inherent evil tendencies and the address for a lovely little place in the Canary Islands that might do the job quite nicely.

(Audition? As though you didn't write the part exclusively for me? I wholeheartedly em-ulate that role, don't you think?)

But anyway (shivers from pleasure? Or fear? I'm hoping it's both). If by "dreadful pun" you mean "my name" then yeah, I understand your scoring system. Though at least I'm on the leader-board. Your name doesn't even get you on the subs bench (I wholly regret using a sports analogy considering I am the antithesis of sports. Ah well. You win some, you lose some. And clearly here: I did neither).

P.S: on it.

I imagine in a parallel universe I might be a caricaturist or a botanist or somewhere asleep on the moon — but here, I am a writer.

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