“Plans”
Around the beginning of October, Anna had decided that after years of erratic work, 2025 would be The Year of Finishing Her Novel. Her plan had been to wait until the holiday madness had passed, before hunkering down to write her still untitled magnum opus. But then in November that utterly deplorable … thing (Anna couldn’t bring herself to call it human) was elected.
The normal joys of the
season were replaced with the heavy bitterness knowing this could very well be
“The Last Happy Christmas.” As such, Anna had barely written anything for two
months. But in the “Final Days of Sanity,”
she steeled herself to get to work. The
first thing she needed to do was clean up her desktop. Carol had often said that it looked like
something had exploded in her computer, but Anna insisted the dozens of
documents for Human Characters, Alien Characters, Technology, etc. were all laid
out in a bizarrely organized fashion.
Although, if pressed, the only organization she could actually point to
was that they were all there on the desktop.
But now she dragged all
of those files into a new Novel folder, and moved it to the corner in hopes of
better days. Anna had to use her writing
skills for the good of all, because now 2025 had to be The Year to Fight For
Freedom.
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