An unusual week for me. A second story came to mind and I felt compelled to share it. Thank you for your indulgence. 😉
Word Count: ONE HUNDRED (Title doesn’t count)
Waves lapped against the boat’s hull. Moonlight made the water sparkle. Thoughts and ideas flipped inside the author’s head like Spanish dancers.
She opened her laptop and, for a moment, stared at the blank screen. With relish, she typed sentence upon sentence, her excitement mounting. Her fingers seemed to take on a mind of their own, tapping across the keyboard.
She grinned. “Too good to stop here.”
Before she knew it, 100 words grew to 200. Not one of them could be spared.
A gossamer-winged faerie settled on the writer’s shoulder and whispered, “Way too good to meet the challenge, eh?”
In case you wondered about the Spanish Dancers: