”I want you to think about submitting a few of your flash fictions to a competition,” Professor Galloway said to Genna.
Genna looked down, her eyes watering again. “But I can’t write anything credible that’s longer!”
The professor tilted her head, lowering it slightly to try to meet Genna’s eyes. “Have you ever tried stringing some of your 100-word stories into a longer tale?”
“That’s so bogus,” Genna muttered, her eyes resolutely glued on the floor. “Sounds like some sort of experimental hippie writing exercise.”
Professor Galloway straightened up, smiling benignly. “Well, not everything from back then was so awful.”
Genna looked down, her eyes watering again. “But I can’t write anything credible that’s longer!”
The professor tilted her head, lowering it slightly to try to meet Genna’s eyes. “Have you ever tried stringing some of your 100-word stories into a longer tale?”
“That’s so bogus,” Genna muttered, her eyes resolutely glued on the floor. “Sounds like some sort of experimental hippie writing exercise.”
Professor Galloway straightened up, smiling benignly. “Well, not everything from back then was so awful.”
