I've been working on a story that is inspired by Anne Boleyn and the book Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman. This is some of the beginning of what I have so far. It's just a rough draft so it won't be very perfect. I've had a rather a block about it lately because I don't know what direction I want it to go. I'm going to spend time this summer working on a different direction and see how it goes. I'll keep you updated.
I had a lot of typos I had to fix just today. I'm rusty with the process of editing.
There are events that happen in every woman's life that are entirely due to the people Providence Forces them to meet. The first and most prominent verb any woman ever learns is "Force". It is learned before the new life even has the ability to speak. Their mother Forces them out of their womb, their first breath of air is caught, and their world is forever changed. Their world, my world, my gaze, encompasses Force, both as steady and as dependable as the orbit of the Earth I watch day in and day out from my own little perch in Heaven. Orbiting, the lunar cycle, the push and pull of the tide, the magnetism that saturates inside and outside our brief Earthly forms live for this one word called "Force".