Well, all I can say is the last two weeks have really kicked my ass.
Even still, in the midst of all this, moving forward is the only option. Oh, I know I could probably lie down and not get up, but my Momma raised me better than that, and I have a grandbaby on the way. What would he think of a Noni that is prostrate on the floor, or weeping and gnashing her teeth? I can do better. I will do better, even if it’s just one little step.
How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.
Let’s talk about structure and format of a flash fiction story.