Today I have been working on a piece to send into the course co-ordinator, the theme being home, and what it means. As soon as I got out of my own head the words flowed freely. Home has been intangible for me growing up. Split between houses, are they both home or neither? Can a person call more than one house home? Not an uncommon experience, mine is a generation of divorced parents. Because I have an affinity for writing fantasy it’s unusual for me to linger on the truths of my past. This course, however, focuses on how writing from different perspectives can bring fresh life to stories. So I am writing honestly, all of it, the good the bad and the ridicules.
Thanks for reading folx, stay safe if you can
Today I Wrote 577 words