Never would have thought that today would be a writing day. Anika's sick and Ian was awake for a good hour in the night when she came to our bed sick at 4am. Yet while they napped I pulled out Frodo (my Netbook) and managed to write quite a bit for my rock-star story. My challenge now is pacing. This is why I stopped writing short stories. I like the pacing of a novel, character development, coloring the world, lots of texture and details . . .
So now I'm five hundred words from the end and the story is just warming up. Drat. I think I can pull it off. Of course I can pull it off- I can do anything :). Just how to ramp up the tension and conflict to the heart-stopping conclusion? Hmm . . . Take a little break.
Anika's officially sick. She tossed her Sprite up into a bowl about ten minutes ago- 99 degree fever. Spongebob is my background noise. Ian keeps on napping on my lap. So maybe I will write a few more sentences . . . hahahaha
1928 / 2500 words. 77% done!