In which there is heartbreak, or something like it.
In which there is breakfast, though I’m not much of a breakfast person myself.
In which this is also known as Woodland Park Part 2.
In which this is the conclusion to Papier 7.
In which there is a series of entries.
In which this could also be called “Woodland Park.”
In which I have no recollection of when this was written.
In which this could also be called “Cafe Cliche: Episode 1”
In which this was written as I was listening to a very sexy and very foreign song on loop, and I just had to write this down. Written in about ten minutes or less, it’s about a very common theme in writing. Something I dread in real life, but it was a good writing exercise.
In which the prompt was to write spontaneously, without much thought, in 1000 words or less. Because of this spontaneity, things took a turn for the cheesy. This is what apparently happens when I don’t think.
I don’t normally write like this (I’m usually a pretty dialogue-heavy kind of person), though to begin with I hardly write at all. (The last piece of fiction I wrote was more than two years ago.) But it was fun! I made this last night in about an hour, and now I’m too lazy to bother editing it. Oh well, spontaneity, they said.