I’ve been getting a lot of writing done in part to my amazing friend, Tes. I sincerely doubt I’d have gotten back into the swing of things without her. We did a couple of timed writing sessions at her house today and it went pretty well for the both of us. Most of what I had written was dialogue but it’s better than nothing, right?
Just a little snippet of what I was working on today.
“I’m so stupid,” she griped mournfully into the pillow.
“Zo, you’re not stupid. He’s just a douche who doesn’t know a quality woman when he sees one.”
Tes and I are working on a series of short stories about fake relationships that turn into something more.