So the “80s Song Story” turned out to be 3,000 words, rather than 2,500. Who can estimate, eh?
This is relevant to a conversation Brigid (my daughter) and I had yesterday. She’s working on a short story as a partial break from her book, and I asked her to guess how long it would be–realizing my mistake as soon as I said it. Stories wind up being what they need to be, or else they just aren’t much of a story–and until that first draft is done and analyzed, you just never know.
Tomorrow I’ll go through the whole thing again and we’ll see what I think of it. My working title is “Unfolding the Multi-Cloud.” It might stick, or it might not.
Any way it ends, it’s been a fun little three-day foray into story.