DAILY PROMPT: LUCKY STAR
Today is your lucky day. You get three wishes, granted to you by The Daily Post. What are your three wishes and why?
No, definitely not a game I want to play, thanks all the same. It would be like that ‘do over’ game we played a few days ago: the consequences and ramifications are far too wide-reaching for my puny brain to encompass however diligent I thought I’d been, and as sure as I missed something (which I inevitably would), the wish gods would cack themselves laughing while the whole fantastical edifice crumbled to smelly debris around my feet.
There are no free lunches. Ever.
OK, so I might wish I could find a wonderfully enthusiastic agent who’d get my novel published to great acclaim (and lots of lovely lolly, even), but what then? I’d be required to front up to places I don’t want to go, talk to people who scare me witless, and then come up with a second novel. All of which I’d do in a heartbeat, truth be told, but you take my point: if you’re going to pervert the course of anything, you have to be sure you know what you’re doing, and what the consequences will be.
And which of does? Really? Honestly…?