For she has just lain down and invited her own evisceration...
"I have a weird favor to ask of you. My birthday present from my fam is writing time - I have the whole afternoon. I'm setting the goal of 5,000 words.
If I don't reach it, will you dole out some McK punishment, as you did to Whirl? I know I'm bringing it on myself, but I have to get someone to keep me accountable and I'm more afraid of you than any of my other writer friends and I mean that in a very loving, admiring sort of way."
Oh, she knows what The Koala likes in her friends. *sets the wordometer* *chk* Go, Aerin!
*The Koala retires for a relaxing little claw sharpen and polish*