faster pussycat... type! type!

Well, I finished my fifty thousand words. I put them all in a row, with punctuation and capitalization and such. These words, while not created by me, are arranged in a particular order that came only from my brain. The decision to put commas, periods, quotation marks, question marks, exclamation points and even the occasional semicolon was mine, and mine alone. The images and ideas that come to mind, when one reads these words in their particular order, are mostly lies and fabrications. They never happened. If they did, they did not happen the way I portrayed them. Any resemblance to people or events is purely coincidental.

If all that makes a story, I guess I wrote one.