So, one morning I awoke with tears streaming down my face. I was a sobbing mess. And this all because I knew the ending of one of the short stories I needed to write. I'm challenged when it comes to titles but I do have a working title. I'm working on a piece that consists of short stories revolving around a community in a future timeline. These short stories focus on life events at different spaces of time within the community. There are a few characters you'll meet who will show up at different stages of their maturation. I'm hoping I can pull this off. I've got three of the stories in the stew so to speak and hope to finish one before starting a fourth. Perhaps I'll post a few snippets here and there of what's coming up.
I kinda got off track with this. Do any of you find that your emotions take over in a situation and you really feel anger or sadness or even tearfulness at some stage in contemplating your story.
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