When the delightful Mercedes posted on the Shock Totem forum about the anthology 2020 Visions opening to happy stories - okay a positive outlook on the very near future - I dug into my little sentence/paragraph file and pulled out the most appropriate. It began...
Hallucinogenic bubbles filled the air.
It has a more blah first sentence at the moment - Distracted, searching for the charger for her iPen, Ivy pulled a used bingo card out of her bag and placed it on the desk. - as the original is now located a third of the way through. Shall have to jazz it up and make sure I'm not starting the story in the wrong place.
Dear Time Lords (especially if you look like David Tennant), please visit and stretch this weekend for me.
The deadline is July 17th.
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Always nice when a story seems to be heading in the right direction, ain't it?
In my mind, the bubbles are what happens when you give one of those poison dart frogs from the rainforest a bubble bath : )
Timothy Leary + dish soap = groovy...
It is indeed, Joshua.
I want to live in your mind, Natalie.
Good luck! It sounds like a fun story!
Hallucinogenic bubbles! I've seen those! (In my defense, that shit was laced. Not my fault.)
But seriously, that's awesome. Here's to a happy near-future, and the good will of the Time Lords.
Thanks, Kate
Thanks, Katey
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