I have a plan. Hell on Wheels starts Sunday night, and I will have a draft of my Kaleidoscope assignment done by then. It's 534 words now--1,000 words is EPIC for me, y'all--so, yay! I'm still afraid the recipient will be like, "WHAT. THIS IS THE WORST STORY EVER, " but every time I read it it's not as bad as I thought. I think most of my trouble writing it involves the fear that the recipient will hate it. Then I remind myself that I've loved every story written for me, so maybe I am silly.