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Tuesday, 9 April 2013

H is a more rubbish letter than B.



I’m struggling today.

I had written a thing for H about a man named Henry, but on reflection I didn’t like it and have deleted it.

It was a two part story about a man named Henry who had a gun to his head. Beyond the first sentence I had no idea what was going to happen and I just kept writing.

I had done around four or five hundred words and posted it last night.

As I drifted off to sleep I realised that it just wasn’t good enough and I had no idea what so ever how to finish it.

So I got rid.

In retrospect, as I write this, I now realise that THIS post is no better.

If anything it’s worse. There is no suspense, no drama, no gun and so far, only a passing mention of the main character – Henry.

I’ve buggered up really. Maybe I will post “Henry” at some point in the alphabet, when it’s a bit more polished.

I don’t like to try too hard with posts (as you can tell!). I like to just type and see what happens. But today, for some reason, it’s all gone a bit wrong.

The Letter H is more rubbish than the letter B I think.

Sorry.