I don’t know the plotline, but I was inspired yesterday at Mom’s nursing home to write a new non-fiction book.
It will involve old people, zombies, and Pepsi. Oh, and a fight over a TV remote. Annnddd…the lady in the bed next to my mom repeatedly chanting, in a whisper: “Stick it in! Stick it in! Stick it in!”
I’m convinced she wants to kill me.
