Exposure, 1637 words, written in one sitting. Brutal. Emotionally draining. But I couldn’t let it linger too long. The mental prep for it was helpful in achieving some emotional distance so I could actually write it, but was still full of a kind of horror.
This is not a story I want to spend too much time in.
I don’t know if I can make myself ever look at it again.
But once I had the idea, horrific as it was to me, it needed to be written.
On to the next story.


So, saying all that really made me want to read it
Maybe, someday. Of course, as I was lying in bed last night, I remembered a small detail that I forgot to put into the story.
Isn’t it funny sometimes, the stories that need to be told?
I love reading about your progress. It’s inspiring me!
Yes, some stories catch a hold of you and won’t let go unless they’re down on paper.
And speaking of progress, mine was inspired by how much work you got done on shorts during NaNo!
I agree with Joanne. You haver eally piqued my curiosity here.