Feeling Words

I have officially entered my first writing contest. Actually I entered three: a poem, a romance between two leprechauns (don't ask), and a short story.

The interesting thing about the short story is that I started it right before things went sideways with Him. It is only vaguely autobiographical, borrowing a few details while mostly trying to capture a "feeling". I don't especially like the story, but that's probably because instead of a happy ending, it had a grown-up ending.

I may try to write about the ending to the real story too, when I figure out what that feels like.