I entered a writing competition, a 48-hour short story race. Maybe I’m making it into more than it actually is, but because I’ll be judged and I’ll receive feedback, I’m putting some serious level pressure on myself.

“No pressure, no diamonds”

So. From 7:00 p.m. tonight until 7:00 p.m. Sunday, I’ll be plot diagramming, drafting, hoping, and revising. Wish me luck.

See you on the flip-side.