I used to write weekly horror flash based on a tarot card I pulled out, but had to stop in 2020 because too much reality does fun things to PTSD, I can't even watch the same shows anymore, but now I find myself grabbing the fluffy deck that inspired light hearted stories of poisoners and women caught in webs of delusions, thinking of writing again "in a more positive light, like a murder mystery cozy" in full awareness that it means I'm so frustrated I want to kill someone. Hmmm.