And just like that, we're mid year! How did that happen? I'm still getting a handle on writing 2015 instead of last year's date!
I have just started Vonnegut's Jailbird, and in it, he tells a story of how he wanted to write a story about he and his father becoming good friends when reunited in Heaven, however the story became very peculiar and silly instead. "It insisted on being a very unfriendly story, so I quit writing it." I loved this quote. The stories do take on a life of their own, and often what you intend to write turns into something completely different.
For me, I don't quit writing it, they just end up here.
And so it goes. (Vonnegut fans know what I just did...)
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Eventually her silence grew too much to bear. The neglect became too frequent, highlighted by his attentiveness to all around him, except her. She finally stood and yelled ENOUGH!
(I want to do something with this, but all I can think of is a little mouse suddenly standing it's ground, which then implies a children's book, which is not entirely how I think the story works, so it ended up here for filing, to be looked at later when I can sort out something more substantial).
Until next month....