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Welcome back one and all. It is that time once again; time for moaning and groaning, whining and, perhaps, some crying. Insecurity is, after all, quite a painful roller coaster ride. Come join us, we tend to have nearby items to soothe such nervousness. Things like: chocolate, cookies, coffee, tea, etc … I’ll let you fill in what the etc could be. I always stick to the coffee and chocolate myself. 😉
This month’s question: Have you ever surprised yourself with your writing?
Yes. Why yes I have. I totally had a James Bond moment as I thought that sentence. Yes, yes I have. Get it?
No?
I guess I’ve had too much coffee.
All right, I guess I’ll just get to my answer. I regularly surprise myself. The truth is that I write through many chapters or scenes before I go back and thread my plotting together with my pantsing. In truth, I only stop once I begin to lose my way. So, when I do go back, and I began reading the individual scenes or sentences that construct each chapter, I will often find nuggets that please me, and, quite frankly, I forgot I even wrote. Early morning writing is at least partly to blame for that as well. Either way, I’m often surprised.
Now, time for some news.
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This first story looks so yummy. Ignore the political twist at the end. Instead, focus on three tons of guacamole. Can you taste it? Oh, I can. Please, sir, can I have some more?
I am grossed out, happy for the frog, and committed to never buy a packaged salad from Target. That’s a lot of feels for one half-page story.
Last but not least, evolution for the win.
That’s all for me, folks. See you back here in seven and some change.
