
With apologies to the eloquent Neil Gaiman for butchering one of his lovely quotes on being a writer....
In that way that the human brain is very strange, a short story roared to life today while I was reading a non-fiction book over lunch at a sketchy, local, fast-food Mexican place. A passage on bear-baiting in London in the 1600s, and I was suddenly wishing I had a pen that wrote well on pulpy napkins so I could take enough notes to keep it fresh until I got to someplace where I could start getting ideas down in a more formal medium.
Lacking a suitable pen or a notebook with which I could get started, I headed home and put fingers to keyboard to start roughing this idea out. I won't say that I set a personal best for words produced, but it was a respectable day of writing.
Now, to keep this ball rolling tomorrow!
The Details
WiP: Bear-baiting (Ew, I know) short story
New Words: 1135
Total Words: 1135/15000ish