Prolific, if nuthin' else

I've been very busy writing lately. Filling spiral bound notebooks (college rule, three subject, red if I can get 'em) one after the other. I work hard at the novels, but the short stories are such a joy to write.

I'd written a couple shorts last night before bedtime, when one, like an unexpected gift, wafted down into my #2 pencil from the heavenlies and it was off to the races. Took ten-fifteen minutes to lay down the approx 500 words and I feel it's the best thing I've ever written so far.

I love those moments when the story writes itself.

Thank ye all. Them dang shorts just keep on flying from the pencible. And, yes, I know about the rewrite process...aye yi yi...the first novel nearly kilt me (said the Scotsman). It was a breeze in it's first draft, and breezes and kilts are not a good combination, I must say (I shoulda saved some of dem shorts that flew from the pencible I mentioned earlier in the case of a gale force episode of flatulence). After that, I wanted to bludgeon the darn thing (the novel, not the kilt). The second novel was much easier (I learned a few t'ings here).

Later,
Rick McBluntforcetrauma

IdiotsRUs said:

Glad to see you're back in the groove. Long may it continue!

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I shoulda closed the curtains last night, I s'pose! Love ya, my friend.

IdiotsRUs said:

I haz da photos. How much you pay to get 'em back?

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For you, my dear...any amount is just right!