So, I just got back from the gym, and on my way home, there was a woman talking on her cell phone in front of me. As people on cell phones do, she was driving slow and blocking my way. I’ve been trying to stop flipping people off or honking at them because, upon reflection, I know I’m an asshole for doing it. Plus, as Jerry says, it just sends negativity into the universe.
Since I couldn’t honk or flip her off, and since my testosterone levels were really high thanks to my workout, I gripped the wheel and yelled at the top of my lungs. Which, upon reflection again, was really stupid. I think I seriously tore up my throat.
Anyway, this gave me fodder for the start of a story, which is below. The first line is from The First Line, a great website and resource for writers. I have a really hard time starting from scratch. Being given just a kernel of an idea is perfect for me. Then I can write about what I just wrote. Then I can write about that, etc. All I need is that first bit.
By the way, I don’t know where I’m going with this. At this point, I usually stop and map out how I want the plot to go and how characters want to feel to me. Then I write, letting the plot and characters lead me in different directions. Then I edit out all the extraneous stuff, trying to find the essence of the plot and characters. Adding more descriptive, more accurate, language.
So this is a sneak peek at that first part. It’s very rough. VERY rough. Don’t judge me too harshly.
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I removed the story because I submitted it after a re-write. I don’t want to hurt my chances of publication by having it already “published.” Write me if you want a copy of it. Thanks.
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