Write

When I was feeling bummed and discombobulated last week, S. took me to lunch and told me to go write.

I have been, very slowly, working on a story since then. It’s so gross! Not in a bad way, just in a yuck way. And I keep thinking, “you cannot submit a story like this!” but then I keep also thinking “Just write it and send it to S. and, if she laughs and shudders, then that’s what you need to know.”

But it’s taking me a little bit to get through it, to understand what’s changing in the characters.

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