I am starting 100 words, and I think it will be a really good thing for me. While I am finishing my NaNo. heh. Here’s today’s.

100 Words

She thought that the sensation of the migraine was like someone taking tweezers, and slowly pulling out the veins in her head, one by one, like someone pulling out unneeded threads from an old sweater. If she lay very, very, still, she could almost hear each one as it snapped off, leaving her face without a scaffolding. She thought about how her face would look, slowly crumpling under the weight of her skin, without anything to keep it up, kind of like one of those dried apple face dolls that sat on the shelf behind her dead grandmother’s kitchen sink.

I also edited my Twitter box so it doesn’t take up so much room. I have it partly so people can have another way to follow my posts as this blog pings Twitter whenever there is a new post.

I had another short story accepted, this one by Ruthie’s Club, titled “Winter Showers.” I also have received 8 rejections this month, which brings my total this year to 27. I currently have 18 stories out.

And in non-writing news, my daughter has the chicken pox. She had recieved one of the shots in the 2 shot series so far, so even though she tends to catch anything like that very severely, she has a mild case with just bumps and itching. She’s quite pleased however that this means she doesn’t have to have the second shot after this!