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Yep, even though I planned on a series of interconnected stories that I was thinking of turning into a novella or short story today my story (the longest so far) ended but not as a clear cut stand alone but a chapter.
And I’m okay with that. I’m not okay that I was going to write a short where the Regency gent gets scalded in his bath by an angry lady (I always giggle at that sort of thing) but it ended up at a ball instead. And the gent is unsuccessfully avoiding her!
I just wanted to share one of my favorite stories so far from another Story A Day in May writer Sam Webb’s The House of Memories.
I’m going to try to share one every post because there are so many wonderful stories out there.
Countdown to Walk for Hunger is two days!
Yep, don’t expect a post on Sunday I’ll most likely be wallowing on the couch with ice packs and such. Night!
Half the fun is letting the story find its own way and structure!
That’s the truth sometimes I forget who is really boss