Like I said, you can check out of T. any time you like, but you can never leave 😰

TRENT!

It's a bit quiet. Ok it's totally quiet. 😅

Morning!

Of course. Also I meant "reading other works" not "reading other words."

Hollywood is an example of overdoing this, as I'm sure you'd guess. Their endless rewrites (ordered by studio execs who hate to read) can turn a WWII romance into a 25th-century space opera. THAT is too much revising.

I think my point is we should be out there living our lives, getting our noses bloody and our hearts broken. When something occurs to us we write it, but it needs to be "true" within its own set of rules. I like reading other words thinking: "how much more normal was the first draft, here?"

if *everyone* left an apparition that meant hospital staff had to replace the glass every time. From what I know about hospitals that would *never* happen.

So it became ice, & therefore a frozen landscape with a bridge passing over. No place like that with 17mm people exists so I just..created it.

I appreciate that, thank you. 🙏

The story took many turns. At first the setting was a hospital and the apparitions were stained glass. I think I got the idea when a friend was dying, the way the light came in, I loved the idea of a soul leaving through a hospital window and leaving a design. But..

Many thanks!

Thank you brother 💛 If you read it I'd love to hear your thoughts

Thank you! 🙏 I really wanted this one to find a forever home.

Following! Although I can't say I knew this 😅

Can't wait man. I'm in a new office with four, huge, blank walls. I need art. (And alas, I'm too old for Star Wars stuff.)