A glimpse into how my mind works when given five random words to include in a story inspired by a certain dress. A glimpse into how I fit writing into my life (clipboard, longhand and, what you can’t see, my son sitting on my lap when I took ten minutes to brainstorm this). Proof that there will be a story today! P.S. Note that I can’t spell feisty! And that, even though I could probably sew this dress without a pattern, I can’t sketch to save my life. No Project Runway for me, then.
