NaNoWriMo is a wonderful challenge. Every year, I have to really focus to meet the goal, 50,000 words and my everyday work. Unfortunately, this year was complicated with a technical issue. Right as I was writing this story, my computer crapped out. While it didn’t technically die, rather it started to run at the pace of a marching glacier. With my background in IT, I spent some time trying to figure out what was sapping the system’s power and efficiency. To make a long story short, I eventually figured out what was wrecking my system. Unfortunately, by the time I isolated the problem, I had already rebuilt the computer a few times. So, while I’m still rounding out all the software and settings, I’m able to get my work done.
With that disclaimer out of the way, I want to touch on the first piece of micro-fiction for November. Normally, I strive to keep my Ko-fi and Patreon posts separate. However, Charles and Lucile have captured my imagination, so I’ve been bringing their stories to both groups, and I recently and officially introduced Selina to the world. Yet, I needed to detail their initial meeting,
Come, sit down and allow me to give you a mini-escape and kindle your imagination.
As a thinning child peered around a corridor, his stomach growled. Immediately, he whirled about, sliding down the wall one scant inch at a time.
“Who’s there?” A delicate voice called out. “Don’t make me find you, child.”
The urchin’s head fell to the inner bulkhead while his teeth ground.
“I hear every rumor about me that circulates the station. Believe me when I say you don’t want an introduction to the truth.”
The child’s shoulders slumped as he stepped into the small shop.
The graying woman lifted his chin with a dainty finger. “What’s your name?”
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