That Moment...

How to get rid of wasps?

 

Haha nope, the wasps were at my other job. The solution for that probably involves some sort of badger or mongoose. Or possibly fire.

 

TMW when you go to freshers, (because you've nothing better to do yet as a second year) and get given a free book, (yes a free, actual paperback)

 

Set a badger on them.

Sorts them out every time.

 

The angry buzzy insect kind. The ones that fly around and sting people.

 

That sounds like a big ol' NOPE moment in my book.

 

Highly-flammable paraffin wax generally ignites at the following temperatures, depending upon its melting point, and the hardeners you mix into it:

• Paraffin wax without additives: 199˚C (390.2˚F).

 

TMW you have plans to go one place but those go to hell so you have to rethink your traveling route. Might end up going to Trondheim to visit my friend and practice my Norwegian instead of hiking in India.

 

I couldn't find a reference to liquid paraffin, but the reason I looked it up was a few years ago I worked for a company that hired out paraffin heaters, and one thing that stuck in my mind was a director telling me that you could have a pool of paraffin on the floor, throw a match into it, it may or may not - probably not - light. Paraffin isn't like petrol, with a low flash point, and even lower when you're talking about the fumes.

We used to have a paraffin camping stove where you had to burn methylated spirit to heat the paraffin enough to become gaseous.

 

Well, you know, less legal ≠ illegal...

So, I say go for it. This motion is seconded.

 

TMW you might actually consider moving into a cardboard box somewhere just to get out of the house you are renting.

Actually I would never do that but sometimes I think it can't be any worse than the present situation.

 

TMW: "Yes! I'm going to-" *cough cough* "Nor" *cough cough* "Way" *cough*

The Cold: "Not if I have anything to say about it! Muahahahahahahaha"

 

TMW your publisher sends an ARC (Advanced Reader Copy) of your next book to a fairly big reviewer who really liked your first book, and you're freaking out that she won't like the new one nearly as much, if at all. Also known as TMW you succumb to impostor syndrome and are beginning to become convinced that you just got lucky your first time out.

 

Humble and humility.

 

It's just...so, so different from the first book. It's a lot shorter (more of a novella than a novel) and the MC's are a lot less lovable what with being cold-blooded assassins and all. I'm totally second-guessing FBTR as my sophomore effort, but it's too late to turn back now. As Queen once sang, It's in the lap of the gods.

 

I am sure it is not all that bad. My first book, Marckus broke a
woman's spine. And the sequel is just littered with body parts.

So a couple of quick clean hits here and there sounds pretty tame.

 

The mo when you're told by a colleague you've strap-lined a (hopefully contract winning) proposal for a Deaf Children's Society as: Dead Children—Let's Sign Up

I'm the laughing stock of the office downstairs.

 

My daughter referred to the NSPCC as the National Society for the Promotion of Cruelty to Children

 

That moment when you accidentally tell your browser to open 780 tabs...
My computer did not enjoy that.

 

TMW someone stops dead in their tracks while walking in front of you and you almost bump into them,