Being offline is a little like being cast on a desert island; I told myself that there was lots to do, like finishing a story - but I still felt bereft. Now I have begun another tale and feel a bit guilty about it. It's the first time I've ever based a story on something even remotely connected to what has happened personally and find that I am really enjoying writing it. Well, I love writing anyway but this is something extra. Revenge? I have a sneaking suspicion that it might be, and revenge is something we are not supposed to seek, are we?
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by catdancer
@ 2007-06-17 - 17:49:04
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sounds very intriguing!
I have a whole bundle of short stories under the collective heading of Throstle Tales (I live in a village called Swallow, so you can probably see where I am coming from) but I don't think I dare let some of them ever see the light of day, but what a relief to write them!
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