Stop right here. Did you read my blog post from last week? If not, please go here, and once you’re done reading then return, for this is part 2 of Chapter 1. Perhaps part 3 will get posted next week, if I hear from enough of you that you wish to read more!
If, like me, you have an assortment of story rattling around in your head, it can be rather haunting until you have the whole of it out, out of your head that is. This particular story has been haunting me for a number of years, and despite the months I have tried to get it all out, there is more that needs to be sorted out. I am obsessed by two characters, who are flawed beyond hope, yet I can’t let them drown in their own misery. I keep rooting for them despite their own self-destructive antics. They are survivors. Jaded and scarred but survivors all the same. Tonight, let me introduce Mrs. Hendricks and Helen.
Sorry for not writing a post of gratitude and love yesterday on our national day of thanks, but as I mentioned a few weeks ago, all my writing attention is being pulled along by this fabulous crew in my fictional world, temporarily titled, Mrs. Hendricks & Company. Yes, there has been a whole swirl of twists and turns and even a death. I mean, isn’t there always? Love out to all my Nine Cent Girl readers, you all really buoy me on the day to day, and I am so grateful for that. Wish me luck as I reach my goal before December 1st!
