Seriously, my hair is going to fall out if I keep dyeing it, but I just can't help myself. Black is the new orange as far as I'm concerned. Anyway, dyeing my hair lets me completely change my look without too much of a commitment. I wish every major change was this easy. My writing is morphing into the dark side without my even trying. I spent several hours yesterday writing on a paranormal that went from light to heavy within two chapters. Although I like the story, it's not something that I'd usually write, but maybe that's a good thing. I could hardly sleep last night, tossing and turning while doing some world-building. I'll work on it a little more this evening and see if it's something I want to run with. Meanwhile, I have three partially finished stories that are begging for my attention, only to be pushed aside while I focus on my new shiny toy (ghosts).