Blog friends, this entry is small, but mighty: I NEED TO WRITE. I WANT TO WRITE. I MUST WRITE. Ray and Callie want me to write (they’re my protags).
Why? Aside from the obvious reasons (love it, want to make $ at it, etc.)?
NEWS FLASH: there’s a lurking ex-girlfriend. Where the hell did she come from? Why is her name Keisha? What does she look like? How did Ray get an ex-girlfriend when he seems so clueless about Callie?
All questions will be answered, I am certain, by some bus passenger in my subconscious who knows what she’s doing, though she is not me. I just drive the bus. I don’t tell it where to go.
I NEED TO WRITE. I WANT TO WRITE. I MUST WRITE.
I must grade, grade, grade. THEN WRITE.