And God said: "You are a ME-damned idiot!
...but I love ya anyway."
As May ended there was no clue that the events of July and early August would happen.
I was just grateful to somehow make it through another month.
Then inspiration struck me in unexpected ways.
I set aside my concerns a bit, last month, to write during breaks at work...and at another place.
This effort resulted in a 24 page, handwritten story, of around 3700 words, on an 8 1/2 by 11 yellow legal pad.
Oh, and a 333 word poem to get things off to a rousing start.
I then transferred this to Word for editing and a bit of a re-write, as point of view changed 4 pages in.
What prompted this spurt of intense creativity?