it's time I started writing again.
It isn't as if the stories have stopped. Just the story-telling.
I should be ashamed of myself.
And I am (don't think I'm not - also I *didn't* temporarily pause blogging because I was busy acquiring a real life and I don't care what anyone says about it! So, hah!).
She could bite with her sharp little yellow teeth. She could kick, albeit feebly, with her hindfeet. She could use formidable silvery whiskers to suss her surroundings. But among the long list of things she couldn't do featured fighting the frightening progress of science.
Trying to cure cancer's a rather greedy goal. Even for humans.