Hey-o, another dead story in honor of Halloween, and this one is even about the dead! It was a submit-as-I-go (versus a finish-a-whole-draft-and-then-polish) that got canned, so I didn’t have to waste a year of my life agonizing over this story no one’s interested in.
I doubt I’ll finish anything else this month, so posting early. One DNF, a couple of rants, a couple of disappointments, and a couple of winners.
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I think we’re coming up on 10,000 words, which is the most I’m willing to post of anything in case I drop dead and my heir wants to dump everything into KU for ease of asset management (can’t have more than 10% free on the web in that case). Conveniently, it also happens to be the end of Chapter 1. Also conveniently, the lack of interest is consistent with my own, validating the decision not to waste more of my time revising and money paying my editor. Maybe I’ll give you the dead-in-the-water ghost story for a Halloween failure.
In which Phin’s boss gets on the “men are trash” train. Y’all, I wrote this months ago and haven’t changed a thing in response to current events. Part of the reason it repels me so much is that it stinks of capitalizing on a news cycle, although the news just caught up to what I’ve known for years.
Here we have what is known in some circles as the “story problem”—the reason the protagonist can’t follow through on her entirely reasonable desire to walk away from a messy entanglement. Again, only semi-revised and untouched by my editor, and posted only in a so-far vain attempt to dredge up some personal enthusiasm for returning to the revision.