It is just SO frustrating when an idea strikes for a short story at a time when I can not scribble it. *grumbles* Just got one combining the high fever with the lights going out in an apocolypse story which I am totally sure counts as trite and overdone but well, it wants to be written so I just have to write it. Right?
Hopefully later. I scribbled notes to myself so I don't forget the image in my head or the thoughts about the lyrics of the story (yes, lyrics... there was something very singsong in my head about it).Posted by Deb Atwood at August 20, 2003 10:16 AM | TrackBack