Tonight, I'm doing something I have never, ever done. I had an idea for a story this morning. I wrote the first part of it just now, edited it for the egregiously bad stuff—all of which took about an hour to 90 minutes—and <gulp> I'm taking it to the group tonight for critique.
This will be the first "hot off the presses" thing I have ever let anyone read, especially when it's not done, yet.
I'm getting so...bold. And reckless. I'm practically unrecognizable!
Reason for stopping: Leaving work to go to writing group.
Notes:
This will be the first "hot off the presses" thing I have ever let anyone read, especially when it's not done, yet.
I'm getting so...bold. And reckless. I'm practically unrecognizable!
| Project working title: Killing Time New words: 1400 Current total words: 1400 Goal: 4000 |
Reason for stopping: Leaving work to go to writing group.
Notes:
- I love it when an idea just clicks and the story seems to want to be told. I also love anthropomorphism.
- First sentences that popped into my head this morning:
Gerald Lawson had always led a charmed existence. Nothing truly bad had ever happened to him. Oh, bad things had tried to happen, but at the last minute, as though by miracle, disaster was always averted.
- No, the next sentence is not "Until now." :)
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Considered with sufficient recursion, that begets a fascinating yet disturbing mental image.
And so does that.
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So do I! It's been a while since I've had one of those. Keep writing, writer-snake! :D