and so the prompt piece grew...and grew...and may still grow a tiny bit more...

[marias0511]

“I made a wish on a star. That is pretty much how it started I guess.” The group stared, eyes glazed. They’d heard it all before. Pinocchio wasn’t sure exactly how many times he’d have to tell his story; how many times he’d have to justify the fact of his failures. But apparently the therapist felt this form of torture - repeated self

Comments

[hiebster]

Very nice job, Maria! And, I will note, you've written a male character that's not as wussy as your typical beaus - awesome! I will say that the "death by blubber" scene was a bit... uncomfortable, but still entertaining to read. Excellent. Post more often! And call for coffee some day.

[marias0511]

Post more often? You could do the same! :)
Summer is an easier schedule for me, so coffee is a possibility. I promise not to risk your life and the lives of others by suggesting Starbucks.