Sometimes, You Just Can’t Help It
To be cliché, I’ve been writing up a storm—even during a storm. Pages of edge to edge ink have been stacking quickly atop my manuscript pile. My pen only paused to do some research and take a few notes. Whispers (The World In-between, book 4) is coming along well. These last few scenes I’ve been writing are so much fun. I typically write Whispers , as well as others, far from the distraction of my computer. When I’m sitting in front of the keyboard, I type. Supposedly, typing the piles of pages that form my manuscripts. However, I recently opened a new file. And, I began to type something different. I couldn’t help myself. The idea just came to me. It’s going to be a science fiction short story for the anthology Across the Kármán Line . I wasn’t going to write a story for it. I told myself I didn’t have the time. I have other books to finish. But, here I am. Writing a story I was...