This is my response to the exercise in On Writing. I wrote this a long time ago. By sending this I hope it will get me past the mind block I have whenever I try to share a story. I usually don’t get this far. But for some reason this time is different. Life’s too short I guess. I’m not the same person I was when I wrote this story, so maybe that’s why I can send this message now. Looking at other stories, I feel like I did something illegal in using names other than Dick and Jane. But it was important to the story line, these characters were just not Dick and Jane in my story. I hope that was OK.
If you do read this I just want to apologize in advance for the bad writing. I also want to say thank you as well. I am finally writing again. Which is something that I thought had died in me a long time ago. I don’t need anything to come from it. I just have this feeling now that I am no longer fighting myself. Writing feels right to me. I feel like I am a whole person when I write. So thank you. Your book made a big impact on my life. All your books have.
A grateful fan
P.S If you got this far, don’t read my short story, it really is terrible. Thank you.