Writing is Like...well, it's not like a bowl of cherries that's for sure
So, I've been working on Cowgirls in Space, which I think I will pretty much finish tonight. I've been sort of kind of working on the next story after How to Hide Your Heart and I've been trying to think of ideas for novels. I've got a couple of semi-aborted short stories that might have novel potential.
And somewhere along the line I came up with this tidbit:
"Why?"
"What?"
"Why do good and evil have to be balanced? Why can't it be all good all the time?"
"We could destroy you."
"You wish."
I think this goes with the last story in a sequence of stories I'm sort of, kind of, not really working on which starts with How to Hide Your Heart and ends with a story called Fargo Fucking North Dakota, but you wouldn't know it from the page I wrote it on.
I assume that at the time I write them I am under the impression my notes make sense.
Comments
This is a test
Posted by: debco | April 3, 2007 12:56 PM