Not kinky. Kink. As in, I’ve got a kink in my back. Which I suppose could be kinky if you’re into you know, pain, but I’m not. Cuz I don’t like this kink thing at all. It does not hurt so good.
I thought it was my arthritis at first. (Yeah, yeah, save the old lady jokes for later.) It could just be my back telling me to find the treadmill again because my ass has grown exponentially since Thursday. (Look ma, I used a big word! hope I spelled it right…) Or it could be that I’ve been sitting in the same spot for three days writing.
*ding ding ding* I think we have a winner.
So, yes, I’ve been writing. And yes, I have the revisions and the outlines to show for it. But apparently I also have kink. You know, I blame Peaches. She wanted to be wined and dined and taken for a lovely walk. She pretened she didn’t want me to smack her around and call her a dirty bitch.
And I obliged, like a good little writer.
And she repays me with kink.
I think Peaches liked getting spanked more than she admitted.
Bitchin' Fiction: Musings by author Melissa McKenzie / Melissa Francis 
You need to get the skills to type and run on the treadmill at the same time.
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I tried that once.Once was enough.I need an assistant to either work out for me or do my typing while I work out.Thanks for stopping by, Killer. I dig your blog–bunches.
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Oh, an assistant to work out for me. How cool would that be? Well, it sounds like you’re kicking butt. No pain, no gain, as they say. WTG!
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I love it when you fly your freak flag. lolSorry to hear about the pain. Hope it goes away asap.
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I absolutely hate kinks in my lower back. It hurts like crazy!But you have kids…how small are they? Can they walk on your back for you? I live for when I get to California to see my niece and nephew. They walk on my back and it cracks it and it immediately feels much better.
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