Last week I wrote over five thousand words in a story about dreams, second chances, and love. The story had potential but, in my hands, if failed. It came out fake.
Frustrated, I closed my laptop, brought out my notebook, and wrote the first three words that came to mind:
It took five thousand words of made up story,
To finally get to those three words of truth.
“I miss you.”
That’s all I should have written last week.