As it’s about 400 words, that’s about 50 words a day. Which feels like about what I did. Bit by bit, adding up until I decided I was done. I’m calling it “Animal Magnetism”, not the most original title for a story about a lonely monkey.
For this one, I used a set of random words I wrote down trying to remember a dream:
I still have no idea what the dream was about, but I’m positive that the story has — aside from six words — absolutely nothing to do with the dream. But that’s not the point, is it? The point is I finished a story.