The world inside my head is vibrant. It teams with life, conversation, characters…everything you’d expect from someone who enjoys writing as much as I do. The puma, as it were, loves the quiet because what’s inside the head is anything but quiet.
Thus, 98% of the time, this is me:
But there is that 2% that’s not puma but pika. This furry little creature loves getting out on a sun-warmed rock and squeaking its existence to the world.
Its view is something like this:
The pika squeaks its little heart out, living life to the fullest it possibly can. And it’s been getting some exercise of late.
If you hadn’t guessed where I was going with this yet, a new Barnes and Noble location has agreed to let me host a book signing. The puma sighs in resignation and pulls the covers back over its head. The pika quivers in glee and prepares to announce itself to a new crowd.
Wish the poor creature luck.