Crap...I thought I was doing better at blogging regularly until I just see now that I've missed a couple weeks again. Where does all the time go?
Okay, don't answer that because I could give you a list but that would take me most of the night to write it LOL. Top is baseball for the boys and work (which has yet to get easier but man, can I fake it good LOL)
The good news is that I have finished a story! It's been over eighteen months since I've completed anything which only proves that life got far too in the way. Writing is a release for me and I never knew how pent up I was until I started forcing myself to the laptop at least a few times a week. I need that feeling of accomplishment to help tone down the other harried areas of my life that make me feel...less.
Anyway, the story is the twenty-fifth class reunion I mentioned earlier. Man, I LOVED the eighties!!! School--not so much LOL. It was okay but I can't say any wonderous event happened that would make me want to go back LOL. Not like in my story....how's that for a follow through teaser LOL.
The story is hitting the cyberspace road as we speak, off to my wonderful critique partners.
Oh crap, about to tell you the premise of the new story, I realized that I have yet to write a blurb for it, which I will need for the submission letter. I love blurbs, synopsis I can live without LOL. Okay, give me a minute and let me see what I can come up with--I'll be right back!
Okay, back LOL. It still needs work, but it will give you a good gist:
Have you ever been in the right place at the wrong time?
Dumped at the senior spring dance, Deni, who’d always been more into softball and shop class than cheerleading and pep squad, escapes the crowd to mope in the Corvette on loan to the class for the semester. Unexpected, her classmate Greg Roberts comes in and joins her. His attempts to cheer her work, and Deni might have even fallen in love that night if not for Greg’s longtime girlfriend coming to look for him.
Twenty-five hard years later, forced to come to the reunion by her best friend, Deni escapes back to her favorite class, only to find the exact Corvette—a little worn and faded—sitting right where she’d left it. Fond memories turn into reality when Greg shows up once again at her driver’s side window—and déjà vu takes on a whole new meaning.