Young Becky shares a home with a preoccupied father, a mentally ill mother, and an awful secret... something... that speaks to her from under the basement stairs. To reveal that secret and put it to rest will demand confrontation, and a wisdom that neglected Becky will have to find, somehow, within herself.
I just typed something about not having checked in here in 2 1/2 years and how life chaos derailed my writing and I'm getting going again but have the energy for my 4 kids and home stuff and writing but not much more.
It was detailed. But then I discovered that if you change a second field, and it's the wrong field, which you can't tell, it accepts *that* chance and refreshes the form, DUMPING ALL MY WORK FOR NO OTHER REASON THAN THAT'S HOW FORMS WORKED IN 1995.
So... I'm going to check in and accept friend requests. But trying to maintain anything here is a gddmn nightmare. I remember the process of attempting to maintain my list of titles was massively complicated and annoying AF.
So I'm not even going to try.
OH AND SAVING ANYTHING KICKS YOU OUT OF THE FORM WHYYYYYYY IS IT 1995 HERE