Writing Session: "The Eden Room"
Please keep in mind this is an early draft. I wrote all of this *today*. The story will be revised numerous times, with all errors corrected, before it will be considered finished.
THE EDEN ROOM
william pauley III
My horns were throbbing.
Horns.
Would you listen to me?
Now I'm even calling them that.
They sprouted from my forehead something like a decade ago—tumors, one on each side. At first they were internal, but as they grew, my skull could no longer accommodate them, so they just burst right through the bone. The…