Goals for story:
I never want to say that she thinks her mom is a seilke. I want to show it.
I want it to touches a of a fairy tale.
I don’t want the ending to be obvious but not come out of no where.
I want the story to feel like it is rooted in Seattle, with new creators living in the corners of coffee shops.
I of course want the story to be published
OK… I belong to 4 writing groups and in one there a dedicated person who is very nice. But they don’t give reviews that are written or helpful. In fact most of the time they repeat what someone else has and if they do offer some new, I often disagree with it.
This is the sixth story or so they have given to the group to review, and I am going to skip. It is a horrible story and needs so much to even make sense that it would suck up so much time that I would spend hours and hours doing. I just don’t think they can write. And really, that person is the only who can say that about. However they are having a good time and I am now God Word so all the more power to them. But for me, I will do other things other read and review.
After reading four hundred words or so of the current story had to stop. Every line was jumbled.
Poor Matt, My poor hubby. I shove stories at him and I argue with him over points, and all most all of the time I do listen and do change what he points out - although he was super wrong about the pie line. It did make sense.
Today I will add 600 words and I will send out my zombie story, and read something fiction and out of Wonder Book.
Today I will make French onion soup and bake a chicken.
Today I will order a new wrist guard.
Today I will take all of my pills and not forget.