I'm dangerous when I start thinking. The phrase 'what if' gets me into more trouble.
The other day I was on E-Bay - and I picked up on the 'hatching eggs' section.
Seriously, I couldn't resist. I tried, but I kept going back to this one part. They were offering 17 hatching eggs of various species. Potluck - catch as catch can. Whatever was laid that day - I would get 17 of them.
Chicken, duck, goose, turkey, pheasant or -- drum roll -- peacock eggs to be sent to my home for me to attempt to hatch.
I should know better...I'm gambling again. This time it will be more fun - if anything hatches.
I'm hopeless - you know that right?
I wrote this post because my book came back from the editor and I'm too chicken to look at it.