A Bit of Real Life, A Little Sad, General Writing, Workshop Short Story

The Author Continues. (Whaddup to my five followers!)

I’m winking at all five of you & giving you the double guns because you are all THAT cool.

So I think I’m late with posting…I’m not really sure because I’m not in control of my body right now. I planned to crash on one day that’s turned into three. Lying down for say, 15 minutes has been quickly becoming two hours. So I’m just going with the flow. Last week was a doozy so although I can’t make up for a time debt, I most certainly can make my best effort.

Here’s the rest of The Author. Under a separate post, probably Monday or Tuesday once I think a few people have had a chance to read it, I’ll explain why I made some choices over others, what made me think of it to begin with, and if I myself am suffering some psychosis (for the record, the answer to that last one is no, so rest easy).

Although it’s one of my favorite stories I realize it’s also flawed, but I have resisted reworking it; I’d have to workshop it again to gather that much energy. I still have my original colleagues’ written comments though (those are gold, I’d never toss them and actually have considered, on particularly slow days, typing them up so I can access them on my Droid and possibly tap into some inspiration). Anyway, I consider having those comments/building blocks enough to work with should I want to say, submit this or other short stories for a contest or a magazine. Or grad school or freelance jobs. Or $100. You know, for that exchange alone, I’m marking this All Over the Place. Get your sleep, folks.

Also, please use your discretion in deciding who you let peek over your shoulder for this one. I assume you’re not a Duggar with 10 teenagers clamoring to see what’s happening with The Internet Thing, but you never know. I’ll talk to you later.

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4 thoughts on “The Author Continues. (Whaddup to my five followers!)”

    1. Thanks! Please keep reading and if you have a story to share (like the typed one you once sent me), let me know and I’d be pleased to post it as a “Guest Story.” Looking forward to seeing you! BSC (NH)

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  1. OMG!!!!! This didn’t turn out as I thought initially but still, the creepy factor was to the 100th power! I can only shake my head and say…only in New York! LOL. This is one of those stories that had my butt almost on the edge of my seat. I was at first thinking why did this woman meet this man at his apartment…some of your descriptives of him in the cafe suggested to me that all was not right with this otherwise seemingly normal guy. I think the fact that his fingernails were bitten low was an indicator to me for some reason. I thought he was going to try and kill her, but clearly that wasn’t the case when later on she receives a call from the hospital. My question is what happens? Is any chance of getting her money lost? If Charles’ mother comes on the scene, couldn’t Jill have said, “Listen, I know these are some odd circumstances, but I need my money. This is my situation and I took this job, however odd, contingent on being paid.” If the mother was forking over money for the apartment, rent controlled or not, she surely could pay Jill for her trouble….anyway, maybe not the point of the story, but truly engaging…I frickin’ loved it!!

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