I'm writing the STUPIDEST short story on the planet. It's based on a dream I had last night: several of my favorite bands are high school seniors (well, they are only based off the musicians and sorta named after them, but that's about it) that survive a catastrophic flood that engulfs their town. They join up with their favorite teacher, a literature one no less, and they go on an epic journey. It involves surviving some sort of post-apocalyptic world.
And I'm having a f***ing blast.
Man, it feels good to write again.
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