37: Idea Mist

I entered a short story competition last week. The story I entered was the first piece of fiction I've ever put anywhere near the career part of my life. I wrote it quickly out of nothing, and it reminded me of writing in school. Our creative writing classes were always silent. For 55 minutes I had the time and space to write absolutely anything I wanted. I wrote so many short stories then, and I can't get my head around how I had so many ideas, and where all the unused ones went. A couple of my friends told me every week that they hated those classes. For them it was almost an hour of a clock ticking, a blank page. At the moment, I can sympathise: that's how my days feel. I've been stuck for a while, no ideas, no motivation. So writing a story and sending it to a competition was more surprising to me than to anyone else. I don't know how it happened. But it did. And that has proven that I can do it again. What a sneaky trick.If you tipped me via Ko-fi last week, thank you very much. I used that money to pay the competition entry fees.Other stuff:

My Stuff:

  • I've been working on a few things this week (hurray) but nothing new to share here yet.

  • I'm going to Cologne next week for the natural wine fair there unless the government strictly forbids it. If you're going too, let me know so we can drink something nice together.

  • I'm very excited to be brewing at Thornbridge tomorrow with the legendary Alice Batham!

  • I'm also very excited to be brewing with Cloudwater and the very brilliant Charlotte Cook next week!

Idea Mist, Pretend Store