Hiccups of Mirth

stockvault-heart-in-the-sky127176I suffer from hiccups of mirth.

Strange bubblings of giddiness appear at the oddest of things.

For instance, when I stumble upon a word I never remember using before in my own writing, I giggle. The find doesn’t have to be extraordinary; in fact, it’s most often not. For example, last night, it was the word “hounded” that sent a bloody good buzz through the veins.

It’s the silliest but briefest of highs, but, man, is it good!

Yes, my name is Chloe Stowe, and I hump words.

Until tomorrow…


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