One of the shadows moved. “Were you just going to chuck it in there with no thought for the poor folks on the other side?” Flip’s voice drawled out. It was a deep voice and it made my heart skip a beat. He moved away from the trees and came to stand in front of me. “Some hard-working fellow is plowing his field and then – whop! Out of nowhere, a poisoned apple flies out and hits him upside the head.” He clucked his tongue reproachfully.
Hey! Hey! Hey! After weeks...months...a year???? I found time to sit down and write again!!! This past weekend was glorious. I dusted off my laptop and started pounding out a story. This. Feels. Good. I can't tell you how happy I am about it. Kendra Ardnek is hosting a Fairy Tale retelling. I had started a Twelve Dancing Princesses story, with plans to finish it for her event this year, buuuuut...my timing didn't work out. So I am trying one for next year. Next year, the theme is Snow White Rose Red (hereafter referred to as SWRR). And it's not a story that I'm terribly familiar with. So I read the Grimm's tale, and started typing. It's a rough draft. I'm about 8400 words into it. And I'm assuming I'm about a third of the way into the story. I didn't outline this one, I'm just discovering it as I go, so we will see. As a reward for writing, though, I am permitting myself this blogging