Luckily, I had a pen and notebook in my bag. Hurrah for pens and notebooks.
I worked on new fiction--a new short story. Not inspired by the Kate Atkinson novel I'm reading.
Later, I worked on old fiction--the novella. If it's any good, I don't know about it.
|Where I wrote--indecipherably|
|Dirty hair alley selfie on the way to some sad novella writing|