I don’t know about you, but as my work day winds down, I generally finish up my projects and find myself with a few minutes to spare. I hate starting something in the last few minutes of my work day, because then I’ll just sit there and think about it all night at home, but fifteen minutes is a lot of time to sit here trying to look busy.
I’m trying to train myself to fill in these little blips of free time at work with writing, and to that end, I’m going to try doing a series of story bits written when I have a few spare moments. They may form a cohesive story, or I may get several stories going at once and bounce back and forth. I’ll be sure to mark each piece clearly, so you don’t have to figure out who the heck I’m talking about when I post.
With that out of the way, here’s the very first part of a story I know absolutely nothing about at this point: Inkling