So, one morning I was working on the book (which I haven’t talked about yet, but I will someday), and I thought I heard someone in the backyard. That single thought was the basis for this story. I had written myself into a dead end on the book, and didn’t quite know how to get out of it. I decided to procrastinate and write something totally different.
Six hours later I had written my first short story. If you read it, you’ll wonder why it took me all of six hours–plus another two weeks of re-writing and polishing (not full-time of course, that would be ridiculous). It seems to be the way this works for me. I’m a very slow writer. Still, compared to the book, it was an amazingly quick process. And, it was fun, not painful.
I hope you like my story, but if you don’t…that’s okay.