Or rather – to be honest – I continue on the one I’m working on.
It’s so thrilling! What will happen in the story when I continue writing this afternoon? Me? I have absolutely no idea! But that’s the usual way I do it.
Yesterday some new people were entering the story. One thought the area he saw was “as huge as the big assembly hall in the monastery”!!!
What??? Who are those people? They seemed so extremely technically advanced! And that person – a monk??? – what was that person doing up in the Orb? Spying? Disconnected from his (hers?) body and all… thanks to some electronic devices… including some kind of built-in videocamera… and then some malfunction occurred so he (she?) got disconnected from the staff below that was monitoring him (her?).
And the question now is – among other – is he alone up there?… in the orb… like halfways between the planet and the sun…
Why did I at first take it for granted that this character was a “he”, and thus a monk?
Exclamation mark… exclamation mark…
(Who knows… I might delete this part later. The main issue now, is to let the words flow without hesitation or regrets – and no editing. Not now!)