I cannot believe I am three hundred words away from finishing a short story. I never write shorts, but I was prompted by a nice piece of email the other day, so I said what the heck. I even have a deadline and everything. WOO WOO, nothing like a non-self-imposed deadline to get the blood flowing.
I really dig this story, it’s a bit smoldering. Okay, maybe a lot.
To my YA Critique Partner: I know, I know—I SUCK. I will be done with Chapter 9 soon, I promise.
Right after I go visit my new niece.