The Finish Line
Well, I made it across the finish line and there was much dancing of the happy sort. I finally, finally finished something.
I have a short story with a beginning, a middle and an end. It has a heroine, a villain and a supporting cast.
It also, strangely enough, has a lot of alliteration. It’s funnier than I normally write, and her mouth gets her in trouble every once in a while, but it was fun. I looked forward to writing the next day. I got it all written down and crossed the finish line.
I’ve reclaimed my writing self.
Now I just need to take that momentum and carry it over into the next one and the next and… WHOA. One story at a time. That’s all we have to do. Tell one story at a time.
In other news—I made a trip to the bookstore and picked up some reading material. I just finished Jane Bites Back and will be reviewing it soon. Probably by Thursday. I rewarded myself for finishing with a small(ish) bag of books. But I need to keep it in perspective.
I can read other people’s dream constantly or forge my own.
Not really a hard choice there.