I have always enjoyed writing. I also enjoyed creating stories. The problem is, those two things didn’t always coincide quite right. I would write stories in my head and nonfiction for school, work or different organizations, but I always grew frustrated with myself when I tried to actually write those stories out.
One morning in November of 2009 I posted a poetic line about the beautiful, unseasonably warm day. A friend told me that she thought it sounded like a great first line of a short story. So I sat down and over the next few days I wrote a story to fit that line. What came out was the story Indian Summer, which I posted a few days ago.
A week or two later I wrote another story, a “short-short” of about 500 words. A few weeks later, in mid-December of 2010, I wrote another longer story. The new story, Five Long Walks, I planned out in my head before starting.
I was hooked. Continue reading