‘I don’t want to go.’ ‘Yes, you do.’ ‘What are you going to do for me in exchange for going out and speaking to people?’ ‘I’ll fix your phone screen.’ ‘Good deal. I prefer messaging to speaking. Actually, I hate people.’ ‘No, you don’t.’ ‘I don’t. But how bout reading? Can I stay home and read?’ ‘No.’ ‘Harsh, dude.’ But I left Neil in the kitchen with my phone, working on his end of the bargain. I got in the…
And so, my current NaNo effort has turned bleak and predictable. Even if I do say so myself. There is a Plan B, and I like it. Remember when I said I had trouble finishing things? (NaNo is a perfect example. However, moving on.) I am going to write one short story a day until the end of November. And they will all have endings, I tell you. If the word-count of my collective stories reaches 50K, I will consider…
