As you know, I’ve been haunted and harangued by the mechanical hamster, which I’m pretty sure has been trying to kill me. Well…
Look who killed the mechanical hamster. I guess I showed him. Now I can move on with my life.
Mom is moving on with her life, too. She looked at the rejected Highlights Fiction Contest story and did a little work on it first thing this morning. She will stare at her computer and talk to herself a lot about it. Soon it will be back in the mail heading someplace fun, and maybe will be Book #2.
Mom said, “I’m having a conflict with the conflict in this story.” and “I hate conflict.” and “I’m going to put in a fresh battery and put this thing back together.”
This week, Mom will work on two stories at the same time. Her Highlights reject and her new story for 12×12. Both need conflict, both need a stronger story arc, and one of them needs an ending!
Mom has her work cut out for her. So do I. I plan to get the battery out of the mailman, next. I’m pretty sure he’s trying to kill me.