I woke around 3 AM last night and spent the next 3 hours working on a short story in my head! I thought I was finished with short stories, at least for now, but this one popped up and kept getting better and better. Of course, it started with a vivid setting – a place I have spent many wonderful days called Kemp Station. It’s a property belonging to the University of Wisconsin situated on a lake in northern Wisconsin. The driveway is three miles long, and when you arrive it’s as if you stepped back into the early part of the 1900s. The log lodge was gifted by the Kemp Family to the university and it’s now used as a field station for research as well as a place to host small research gatherings.
I had this image in my mind of some students jumping off the roof of the boathouse into the lake, like lemmings. Fleshing out the story, I ended up creating a rather ho-hum protagonist. In none of my other stories is there a wishy-washy female, but she seemed to fit in this one.
I gave up trying to get back to sleep and got up around 7AM. Sensibly I opened up my computer and began to tap-tap away, fleshing out an outline. I’ll find it again sometime and finish the job properly. It's a good story.
I had this image in my mind of some students jumping off the roof of the boathouse into the lake, like lemmings. Fleshing out the story, I ended up creating a rather ho-hum protagonist. In none of my other stories is there a wishy-washy female, but she seemed to fit in this one.
I gave up trying to get back to sleep and got up around 7AM. Sensibly I opened up my computer and began to tap-tap away, fleshing out an outline. I’ll find it again sometime and finish the job properly. It's a good story.