Exposure, 1637 words, written in one sitting. Brutal. Emotionally draining. But I couldn’t let it linger too long. The mental prep for it was helpful in achieving some emotional distance so I could actually write it, but was still full of a kind of horror.
This is not a story I want to spend too much time in.
I don’t know if I can make myself ever look at it again.
But once I had the idea, horrific as it was to me, it needed to be written.
On to the next story.
So, saying all that really made me want to read it π
Maybe, someday. Of course, as I was lying in bed last night, I remembered a small detail that I forgot to put into the story. π
Isn’t it funny sometimes, the stories that need to be told?
I love reading about your progress. It’s inspiring me!
Yes, some stories catch a hold of you and won’t let go unless they’re down on paper.
And speaking of progress, mine was inspired by how much work you got done on shorts during NaNo! π
I agree with Joanne. You haver eally piqued my curiosity here.