I’ve knocked out my word count, lifted weights, and gone for a bike ride. Now I’m walking my 10 lb. Terrier and best friend: Bitefighter. As I round the corner, I bump into an ultra-hot single mom. We get to chatting, and in the course of our conversation, I reveal that I’m the prolific sci-fi author Kent Wayne.
“No kidding!” she gushes. “I loved Echo and Kor’Thank was hilarious! It’s just that…”
“It’s just that…” her face twists. “Could you not swear so much when you write?”
“Uh…not really. For both those stories, it was entirely appropriate.”
“Do you have a manager or something? I’d like to speak with them.”
Wait a second. Manager?
SHE’S A KAREN!!!
Understanding flashes through my expression. It doesn’t escape her. Her face says it all: brief surprise, followed by sinister malice. We lock eyes for a timeless instant…then I turn and run.
She follows close on my heels, screaming, “MANAGER! MANAGER! MANAGER!” Jesus she’s fast—not like the regular Karens who’re weighed down by years of baked goods, consumed while watching televised megachurch or the latest episode of Fox and Friends. This one can MOVE!
Lungs burning, legs jellying…fuck it, no options left. I open my eReader to Kor’Thank, activating its reality distortion powers. Magic flash.
A causality-distortion bubble flies down from the heavens, enveloping the Karen in a spherical blur of existential energies. She freezes in place, levitated off the ground by an electrostatic storm of quantum potential.
“RUAAAAAHHHH!!!” She throws her arms back and screams like Highlander. Possibilities morph across her with quicksilver speed: one instant she’s an emo poet, the next she’s a successful business owner, the next she’s a hippie-slacker…
I go flying back a dozen feet, tumbling across the ground like I was thrown from a car. When I come to a stop, I lurch to a sitting position, shielding my face with my right hand while balancing on the ground with my left.
Instead of a Karen, now I’m looking at an uber-hot Soccer Mom.
“Come here, you big-wienered Man Whore.” She throws me a wicked grin. “Take those pants off and let’s get to boffing.”
Hot damn! Don’t have to tell me twice—Kent Wayne wins again! Ha HA!
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