Thursday, 13 December 2012

spindizzy: Finding something to live for is harder. (Gotta find something to live for)
RIGHT. SO. One of my friends runs what he calls the Pictonaut Challenge every month, where he posts a picture and invites people to write 1000 word stories based on them.

So. Right. September. I hadn't written anything in... Call it six months. Maybe more. PROBABLY more in fact, because that's how my brain has been working. And there was an image that struck me, and... Yeah. I somehow ended up with 500 words of STUFF that I kinda... Felt like I should own to up? First thing I'd written in that long, first thing I enjoyed... Might as well. Even if it's bad, doesn't make sense, might even be PRETENTIOUS, the works.

ANYWAY. The point is, because I have no shame and a taste for public judgement, I am taking my crappy 500 word story, and I am posting it here on the grounds that I might as well. My journal has seen worse.

It'll Take Your Watch and Wallet (But It'll Leave You So Much More) )