Dear Me

Dear Me,


Your main characters have banded together and have decided that they are sick to death of being left hanging off a cliff or drowning in the sea or cursed by some witch. They have sharpened their swords, polished up their curses and are heading your way.  Unless you accept their terms, they will cause you perpetual nightmares or at the very least restless nights. They are not accepting any excuses. They don’t care if you catch the flu, or if your job slams you with hours or if “The Hobbit” comes out in theater. The only acceptable excuse is death and even then I think they have a backup plan. Here are their terms:

1.          Write every day. What is so hard about that? It’s not like it’s you who's being eaten or stabbed. All you have to do is sit and type.
2.          Leave no main character behind! Finish your stories.
3.          Post them! Share them! You put your main characters through hell at least give them publicity.

I have tried to reason with them for you but well, one of them jabbed me with their sword so I think your best bet is to do as they say. Main characters are a cranky lot.

With Great Sympathy,
Me

PS. What did we ever do to them to deserve this abuse I’ll never know.