SO, yeah, that didn't work, Giant Jesus Rings and "You're Going to Hell"

Seriously. One the minute I went to bed, the heroine started speaking to me. I mean, I could HEAR her dialogue. Within three minutes I was out of bed and at the computer and WHAM! ONE freaking sentence. One.
And then I was up until 4 a.m. not sleeping because I kept thinking it would come back. That muse that speaks to you and you just know it's some kind of divine intervention character magic.
Yeah. No magic here. One lousy sentence.

AND THEN
My mom called totally freaking out because she has a bad feeling. Some moms have bad feelings and it's no big deal. My mom has a bad feeling, and it's watch out, folks, there's something big coming.

She wanted me to call my daughter who lives half a country away to make sure everything was okay. She wanted me to do that because she and my daughter don't exactly have the best relationship.

They love each other, but this started way back when DD was a kid and Mom gave her a Giant Jesus Ring for Christmas. No joke. I told her she should be happy with Giant Jesus Ring (Forever after now known as GJR) because her dad and I got Left Behind Bags. Seriously. Bags for us to help us get through the tribulations because Jesus was coming back and we were definitely going to be Left Behind. Included in the bags: a tea set, rope, MREs and this wind up flashlight thingy. It was a Christmas to remember, for sure.
I digress.

So yeah, I pick up the phone and call DD and one ring in it goes to voicemail. I start to leave a message because Mom's bad feelings are serious business. AND DD is calling me, thus the straight to voicemail. I answer the phone AND DD IS CALLING ME BECAUSE SHE'S GOT A BAD FEELING!

The only thing worse than a Mom bad feeling is a DD bad feeling. When my daughter was in middle school, she asked one of my best friends if she could call her Grandma. My friend was appalled because she wasn't old enough to be called Grandma. We laughed it off and went for a walk. AND THAT NIGHT my friend called to tell me her daughter was pregnant. So DD's Bad Feelings are serious business too.

So now I'm sitting here tired as hell and hoping that DD and Mom's Bad Feelings are just a cosmic punking of the writer whose character DID NOT make an appearance last night.

Yeah.

Happy writing, folks. Happy writing.