Today, I started a short story. I wrote:
My daughter stalks me through amber chambers shaped from the secretions of our ancestors.
And promptly stalled out.
Funny, that. It seemed like such a cool and well-put-together story while I was nursing the baby at 4 am this morning…
Hey it sounds cool to me!
Keep going π
Will do. π
That’s not even 10 mieutns well spent!