Cold

Where I live, it's supposed to be 30 degrees tonight. I'll need my heavy sweater tonight, my nice book, and hot chocolate.

Shooting Star

Let my writing skills go to work.

I am a star. No one know the coldness that I face- Wait. Let me backtrack. If you are a Hollywood actress agreeing furiously with me right now, put down this book. That isn't the type of star I mean. I am talking about a start in sky, and there's nothing colder than outer space.


-eye twitch- You know, sometimes these things just pop into you head. Now I'm going to have to spend time thinking of the important things, like 'plot' and 'characters' Would you name a star? Do stars even have names? If stars in space don't have names how do you identify them from another star? Why would a star write and publish a book? What problems can stars even face? Gah! Too many questions. Now this is goign to haunt for a while, because I'm not going to sleep until I can answer all of those questions. -_-;