Something grabbed me today and hauled me off into that back alley and forced me to write. And not write pretty. It wasn't until much later in the day that I realized that it's the full moon. The Full Pink Moon, as KM wrote about a couple of weeks ago.
This past weekend, Helia Brookes, in her Beginner's Ball #3 blog post, spoke about using fantasies as wellsprings for stories. Today, I did that. And it's kind of scary. Because not only did I write it, I've already sent it out as a submission. Less than twenty minutes ago.
Whew! This morning when I got up, that was not in the plans.
So, we'll see what happens.
The image above (if I don't screw up the formatting) is another of Randy Lagana's works - a charcoal drawing - Only By Moonlight. I thought it was very fitting.
