In which I stretch

Well, did the pages again. Still mostly stuff that isn't particularly useful at the moment. Pondered the state of my imagination a little, but the rest was minutae.

Read some stuff I'd written last night. This was the thing I did for NaNo a couple of years back. Some pretty good stuff there, if I can just figure out where it's going.

I'm reading Thale's Folly by Dorothy Gilman. There's a character in it who writes stories. But she only writes beginnings. She doesn't bother with middles or endings. Kind of like how I feel. Got a ton of beginnings, I'm very good at them. But I'm not as interested in? good at? middles and ends.... I'm good at sarcasm and parody too, for that matter. Maybe I should write the book of beginnings....