Quite a long while ago I was challenged to write a story based on a certain image.
This image, to be exact.
Well, as so often happens, life, and various other things got in the way and the story never got written, although I had a good idea of what I wanted to write. Time has gone on, far too much time, and I’ve been so caught up in doing other things – earning money in order to be able to pay the bills and feed oneself, what a drag that is – that I haven’t done any writing for myself.
Plenty for other people. None at all for me. Now, that kinda sucks, so I decided it’s time I did something about it.
And shock horror! Today I actually put pen to paper. Well, typed words on a screen. Same thing. I didn’t produce much, a thousand words or so, as the writing machine is kinda rusty due to lack of use. But it is oiling up nicely. The words aren’t exactly flowing, but they are seeping out slowly.
Who knows, if you’re good I might even post an extract.
Anyway, as always, that shallot.