A Quiet Sense of Elation
I have just written a short story. The first draft of "A Last Taste of Sweetness" comes in at 1,017 words. It needs editing; I'll add some, and take some away. I doubt that the finished product will be much longer than this.
Stories large and small have been queuing up in my brain for months and I struggle to find the words that will let me in; and then I am blindsided by something totally new, and within half an hour, maybe forty-five minutes, it is done. I am smiling.