Make me forget
When you write a story, make me forget. Make me forget about the dishes in the sink and the laundry in the dryer. Make me forget about the gas prices and the fact I need new tires. Make me forget I'm trying to lose forty pounds, and there's chocolate in the cupboards.
Make me forget my everyday life and become a part of the tale that you've woven. Make me forget that I don't have a special someone in my life. Make me forget that my special someone doesn't have the slightest clue I need to be pampered.
Make me forget the whining children and pitiful pets. Make me forget myself for just a little while and enjoy someone else's story.
Make me forget. And I'll never forget.
Grins*
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I believe that's what books are for. To give your brain a little vacation from reality. Maybe that's why I write paranormals. Who needs reality when fantasy is better? *lol*
I've still got that syringe full of haldol...
LOL Lyvvie!!! I'm going to go hang out with her.
I just read "The Taking" by Dean Koontz and I have to say it carried me away. Not to a good place either, but in a good way, if that makes sense. Since it was a horror novel, it did its job admirably and I was suitably creeped out.
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