I want to do a week with no prompts to see where my head is and how the process goes. If I can’t come up with something I’ll go looking for inspiration but for now it’s back to just letting my mind wander into story ideas.
Working Title: The Face She Wears
1st Sentence: Somewhere around 3:00 AM, the confessions started.
Favorite Sentence: Far better to go down as someone who would literally take food from a starving child’s mouth than as a liar.
Word Length: 1,180
Photo of The Tightrope Walker by Jean-Louis Forain (1852–1931), 1895.
Great pic! And love the favorite sentence.
Thanks! Yeah, I was so happy when I found that image.