Sorry it's been a while since my last post. Life has a way of getting in the way of a good Weitting session.
My most recent story, "And she walked away", is true. Almost every word. Names of places and people are changed as is some dialog. But the dialog is as much memory as wanting to protect the participants.
I'm working on a longer story but I'm having a rough time getting into it at the moment.
I am just starting to write again, after a whole bunch of years. I've never shared anything with anyone before and don't have any of the old stuff so everything I post here is new; written in the last month or so. I prefer short story format for now because I just don't have the patience for anything longer. I find inspiration to do it hard to come by.
The woman who inspired the original female who stared in the stories I wrote most recently has asked that I don't post anything that includes something she inspired. As a result the woman in the stories, now, is usually a friend who has Daddy issues. She is half my age and it fits the role nicely. I call her Annastasia. My name is Edwin Smith.
None of this stuff actually took place. It's all a figment of my imagination. They are all inspired by a real event, but that event has been altered slightly. If you recognize bits of a conversation or some other such thing, believe me, you're mistaken. I made it all up. Usually.
I love to hear what you have to say about my stories, but please keep in mind that I write mainly for me. These come from a need inside to express myself and they write themselves; for the most part.