I spent the whole day writing today. I had to really after stumbling across a short story competition the day before yesterday.
Ideally I would have liked to have spent a little while boozing and pondering an idea. Then I should of liked to spend a day or two bashing it out in draft before leaving it in a drawer to fester for a month or so.
That would have been ideal.
Yet life’s not fair like that is it? So, I spent all of today bashing out a random story, stressing and generally being rather unpleasant to be around. Got the damn thing finished and submitted though. Yeah biiiiatch!
So its in now and worrying about what I did or didn’t do won’t matter a damn. Sure I might re-read the submission I sent, probably several times. I may even find some glaring grammatical errors but so what? Practice is all it is at the end of the day.
I hold little hope for my effort but I’ll still watch the forum with interest to see who did do well.
I go now to mope and generally feel sorry for myself.
Bye for now.