I think I need to read my own story and see why I am doing what I’m currently doing. Tonight a character ended up having a phone call with a pesky PPI caller, nowhere in my original idea for the story did this ever become something I’d write about. I don’t think I like it at all so I stopped before it became something I’d pour wasted hours into.
Maybe it’s the coffee, maybe it’s the lack of chocolate in the house or maybe I’m about to create something epic – either way I think tomorrow night I shall review what’s been written and tighten the strings, as the old saying goes.
Tan M Butler 