1st draft of short story:
Involved an elevator ride up to the office with three people (Tom, Chaz, and Lucy) and a pregnant woman named Darcy. Tom is a cubicle mouse who has finally reached the point in his career where he can move beyond his office cage to greater things. Chaz is the son of the man calling the shots, the boss if you will. He's a douchebag. Then Lucy is the love interest of Tom, snobby but sensitive to the needs of others (how does that work?). Then, the elevator stops. The lights go out. Tom's freaking out because he's late to his big meeting. While he's freaking out, Darcy goes into labor.
2 days before due date of short story:
Ditch concept of 1st draft and begin a Thanksgiving tale about an overly religious family who is blind to different ideas/worlds that surround them, and the son who's just trying to get them to move past that.
Ongoing thought while this is occurring:
I probably should eat something.
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