Did anyone see the BBC Breakfast segment with the robot this morning?
Don’t you dare tell me the future isn’t scary.
A scriptwriter sits at his desk, endlessly telling stories that people may or may not be interested in. He is troubled by his very existence but uplifted by those around him.
I feel like the majority of my posts lately have been word count updates, I feel this way because they are. I’m very proud of my writing progress and hope to have finished my first ever novella by the summer. I decided last month that I needed to get something done, so that even if people think it’s, well, wank, at least I will have a book to be proud of.
So for a change of tune I wanted to say thank you to the people who follow me. Thank you for even having a remote interest in me or my writing. Thank you for letting me tell stories, short or long in whatever format, because that’s all I really want to do. If the world ended right now I wouldn’t be a hunter gatherer or a protector of the camp, I’d be the one spinning a yarn around the campfire trying to lift everyone’s spirits. I’d start off by telling my own, original stories but eventually I’d just recite episodes of Friends and hope you didn’t notice.
So, thanks, and hopefully, if you stay along for the ride there will be a lovely book for you to read by the end of the year!