Like many writers, I dashed ideas onto paper. These were supposed to end up being scary. But, as is typical of certain mindsets like mine, there was all set-up, no development or follow-through.
My closest real-life exposure to a sewer was when my best friend's dog ran up a storm-drain line from a creek to the bottom of a neighboring street. She ended up under a storm grate barking up at us. Eventually Tommy's father lifted the grate and got Bootsie out.
See you Monday for our final week of Blog-O-Ween!
Saturday, October 24, 2015
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