I am thinking of doing a collective short story and I am looking for inspired writers or writers to be to join in.

I posted already the one I want to do, there is no title but you can read it here.

If you want to jump in, leave me a note and continue where I left of...

It could be interesting...



But I am still freaked out.

One day happy and boom the shit hit the fan.
Not that anyone pissed me off just some over thinking, as usual.

I went to do my laundry and at the same time pay my rent. I had a long walk on Water street and came across a few people I know but I pretended that I didnt see them. I didnt feel like talking to anyone. Silence was my friend or my worse ennemy depending on how you look at it.

I saw Sara, I stayed away. I saw Bob, I crossed the Street. The only one that caught me was Sandy taking a stroll downtown with his baby daughter, which I still cant remember the name... She is the cutest little thing. He gave me the bear hug which he is famous for. You'd think that would make me feel better but no, made me sad.

I walked to the waterfront thinking it would cheer me up but even the wave crashing on the the bottom of Signal hill did not stop my mind going everyhwere at the same time.

I have last minute jitters... no, I have an irrational panic attack about going back to the mainland. Even for a week. I don't even know why but I am freaking out. I want to stay home now. Lock myself in my appartment and stay in....

To top it off, I fell on my street and twisted my ankle. If this year end the same way it started... I have no clue what I will do



I need an editor for my current story Misty Dee. Any volunteers?