There’s a story in my head.
It’s been there for… quite a few months now. And I’ve slowly been building up on to it, making it a fuller story, rounding out the characters, making them more real, more their own, but making them all a group.
And today it started burning in my head and in my chest (not the heart burn kind of burn, but the passionate burn). This story needs to come out. There characters need to be born in more then just my head and the occasional short bit. It needs to live! Breath! Exist!
I think I have found the push to birth this baby and raise it into a full grown story.
Off I go to get this thing out of me and into the world in which it belongs!