Mere Mortal: What Kept You Up All Night?
mere mortal: what kept you up all night?
author: the voices...
mere mortal: uuh...what voices?
author: the ones that start up as soon as my face collides with the pillow and force me to toss and turn until my laptop is open, my hands on the keyboard.
author: they-they... (manic, disheveled appearance) they chitter-chatter incessantly and often times say ingenious, hilarious things but it gets watered down in translation. so i mull over the same fractured sentence for two hours and nothing ever gets done, but my sanity is lost more and more each night.
mere mortal stares vacantly
author: you know the voices, don't you?
mere mortal shakes their head
author: ok, fine. what voices do you get?
mere mortal: zero voices. none. nothing. have you been clinically evaluated?
author: (chuckles) on various occasions, actually. How'd you know? Did a voice tell you so?
mere mortal: THERE ARE NO VOICES!
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