Did you feel the evil chill in the air this morning? Something that raised the hairs on the back of your neck and dragged the cold, clammy hands of death down your spine?
There was a reason.
Today we celebrate the birth of the extremely evil Goth Goddess, Dina James.
Dina has done tremendously evil things this year. Besides putting in massive work with the Evil Auction in February, releasing a new novel, and running a fabulous medical-info-for-writers here called Ask Dr. Dina, she has continued inspiring other writers throughout the year in that special way she knows how: by stabbing them with knitting needles and pushing them to be their most evil selves. She has also lent me incredible support this year during various trying times, always ready with sharp wit and a shovel when something threatening draws near.
On behalf of the Evil League of Evil Writers, I wish you the evilest of birthdays, Dina.
And since I am poor and did not get you anything, I give you 1. the day off from posting, and 2...
A gif party.
Just for you.
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