A score to settle
24 hours is a long time in writing.
The course of a story could go in almost any direction, other than the one you planned, and despair could easily set in.
Sunday, of course, is the day for lunch or dinner, and the family get together, and we try to do this every week. Covid put a dent in it, but now we are purportedly out of the woods, it’s back on.
And, like weddings and funerals, discussions can get heated. It’s not the distraction I was looking for, just a leisurely lunch, several glasses of wine, and congenial conversation.
It was anything but congenial, and a stark reminder of how divided a nation we have become. Covid has a lot to answer for, along with those who are peddling misinformation.
But, there’s writing to be done, and I have to get off my soapbox now.
Things are going to liven up from now on, and the various parties, good bad or indifferent are going to be pulled into the fray, willingly or not.
I’ve decided the main character will run into the anonymous gitl in white, just before he discovers who she is.
And, this is the point where the lead in to the revolution begins.
Today’s word count: 2,713 words, for the running total of 33,367.