Woke up this morning in a great mood. Yes, 11 thousand words – and a plot to go with them. No stopping me now!
Then I made the foolish mistake of re-reading the beginning of the story. Oh dear. What a load of utter rubbish. Why am I bothering? After a very strong coffee, and a stiff inner talking to, I decide to carry on. Nobody is going to read this. Its just an exercise in unfettered creativity. Keep going….
Ruth Livingstone 