Day 7 word count: 324, 11:58 pm CT, sorry I didn't get this recorded in time. Frantically and honestly, I'm working through this scene which is tough to convey in the way I was hoping for. It's ok but I wish that it would feel differntly as I wrote it. Sometimes I'm amazed at how emotional I can be to my own writing and then other times almost detached. I'm really learning of what a process this is for me and it truly is nice to write things down. I'm starting to feel the breathing of writing. I love it!
A little something from Day 6:
She wasn’t strong enough now. She reached out in times of need to imaginary friends. Those that felt they would help her but that was a fantasy because their realities were skewed even more than the depths of her own. Unimaginable but realistic.