Book Missing A Worm

The Woman has been barbing my writing flair. With pointy spikes. How dare she.

I am going to prove her and myself wrong.

I have been reading again.
*smirk* Twice the average thickness of my usual paperback grasps. YOU HEAR THAT MOM??

(And I am going to write as good as you- like before.)

Though I have to nod along (goddamn)... Letting up my one forte for more than five years is dismaying.
Did I just count?

You're mean, mom. VERY MEAN.

*glare* I ACCEPT THAT CHALLENGE. *glare glare glare*