Wheee... I flashed at Liberty Hall again. I sent Hubby and Eldest son off for an afternoon bonding session, tucked Samuel in bed, and speed-wrote. There were interruptions, the phone rang, someone wanted someone else's address...and right in the middle of the story, I decided to stand up and relocate the newspaper basket (don't ask me why). I remembered I was writing under time, went back to speed-writing, and I think I made it in time.
Anyway, it was fun.
This far, I haven't yet won anything for the flash challenges. Which isn't a bad thing because to me the objective of the exercise is to get the idea down, to write a story within the time-frame and to see whether the idea works or not. I find it interesting how these challenges work.
So, I won't say what the story is about, but it was fun to write *grins hugely*. It's related to the trigger by a slim thread, but the connection to the trigger is there, and this was partially influenced by
I'm remembering an article I read sometime ago wherein the author speaks of how women are particularly creative at a certain time of month. I don't remember exactly when we are at our most creative, but I do know that when that wave hits , I want to ride it out for all its worth. If I remember correctly, there's a simmer for about a week and a half before the next wave comes up again.
I've decided to keep a date record of when I wrote what story. It will be interesting to observe the pattern of the creativity wave.
Of course, I could be creating my own myths right here. He, he.
- Current Mood: cheerful
Sad to say, after much deliberation we've decided to pass on this story. It was a near miss but ultimately isn't quite right for us.
Ah! Rats! And that after making it past the slush heap! (insert frustrated look here)
That makes a total of three rejections since I started this journal.
I signed up for Liberty Hall yesterday, and wrote my first piece of fiction since Samuel was born. It's not brilliant, and it's really flash (under 500 words). I thought it was great fun and it was quite a surprise to discover I can still produce fiction. I did have to finish in a rush as towards the end, Samuel woke up wanting his milk.
Heh! I thought it was really funny as I was so into finishing that flash, I'd missed the normal restless signals that indicate hunger. Well, at least he got to exercise his lungs some...
- Current Mood: sick
- Current Music:Mozart for mother and baby