Love So Deep, It Feels Lost

“Later, I thought perhaps it was fate. Even knowing disaster was coming, even after being warned that I would endure a long, dark night, when a hopeless future came at me like a cliff, the only thing I could do, the only thing I was willing to do, was leap.” A little rambling: It’s a story about two star-crossed lovers, their past and present lives, and the monologues and conversations they share across time and space. It won’t be too long, maybe twenty or thirty thousand words. A note to readers: Um, this is just a warm-up before I start writing an ancient-era story. As someone who usually writes modern settings, I’m afraid I won’t be very good at this, so please bear with me and go easy on me. I haven’t written in ages, so I’m just putting something down to get back into the swing of things. Also, if it sounds too flowery, please forgive me with an open heart. Lately I’ve been feeling a little darker inside. Um (￣.￣) I can’t find the original manuscript, and the magazine that commissioned it seems to have gone out of business. Just consider it abandoned for now. If I find it, I’ll post the rest.