I’m
sitting in shorts and open shirt, cottage at my back. The air is perfect warmth
and perfect breeze. The lake is dotted with fisherman while the late sun
conducts a silent fireworks display upon its surface. I’m writing a novella about
the marginalized hangers-on of a remote dwindling village, shaken out by industrial
mishap and environmental crisis. Where this idea came from, I have not a clue.
But it’s a joy to be writing something entirely character-driven as these odd
denizens have nothing left but each other, with all of their flaws.
V is for Vampire Blood
-
[image: #AtoZChallenge 2024 letter V]
I am in the process of sorting through everything in my parents' home, and
in so doing, I have been looking throu...
2 hours ago
1 comment:
That is a great picture! Your new novel sounds really interesting, I am looking forward to reading it.
Post a Comment