I haven't written a story in two months. I started with National Novel Writing Month, realizing nearly immediately that I had five or six papers due that month and quit. My GPA meant more to me than writing for a few weeks. Then I jumped into To Be Read Month and concentrated on reading.
Most of my friends have been posting on Figment Fiction and encouraging me to do so. Without thinking about it, I wrote a quick story and posted it. It hasn't been read over. It hasn't been edited. It is complete brain vomit.
It's from the perspective of a gay male, something that Bailey insists I did well, but I probably didn't. He found his best friend passed out after a game of strip!magic and then treats her to coffee while her boyfriend breaks up with her. It was basically a way for me to get a bunch of sexual quotes into under a thousand words.
Bailey and Laura claim to like it, but they're my friends and somewhat obligated to lie.
My boyfriend, the ultimate magic geek, read it. Didn't like it. If anyone is obligated to lie, it's him. He knows that I've been worried about a lot of things. I haven't had a job this pass month and have tons of bills in February. I don't have my schedule for work yet and I start next week. Our wedding venue crapped out.
He couldn't even give me a white lie to boost a week that's been utter shit.
Guys are morons. I forget this occasionally, but always am reminded.
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