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The Forgotten Cemetery
About two weeks ago, I finished up a story that is now out for potential publication, awaiting a decision. I was pleased with the final outcome and there's always a great relief that comes from finishing a story and sending it out for consideration. Part of that pleasure also came from the sense that, once "The Night Before" was wrapped, I could move immediately into other stories I have brewing. There are many of them, as it happens: one that is already half written but that started to stump me, another one that is a strong idea, a third that started as something slight but began to grow into an idea more substantial. And so I thought I would jump right into something new or old, on to the next story.
Well, that has not been the case. Instead I took a break to write blog posts and have also, the past few days, been dealing more with other areas of my life. When I have sat down to do some more substantial writing, to get cracking on a story or to rework my way into an in-progress one, I have suffered some writer's block. The words do not want to come, and when they do they seem stilted and awkward and just not very good.
It's been a frustration, even if it hasn't been that long. Thankfully, tonight I seem to have broken through it. It may only be temporary, but the germ of an idea came to me--just something small--and I sat down to tease it out. Before long, I had "The Forgotten Cemetery," which might be considered a Fragment or might just be considered a very short story, or a piece of flash fiction. Whatever it is, I really like it. It came fast and probably it would not have hurt to sit on it and maybe give it another edit, but I put it up on the blog anyway. It's a short read. Perhaps you'll enjoy it. I hope you'll give it a look.
Well, that has not been the case. Instead I took a break to write blog posts and have also, the past few days, been dealing more with other areas of my life. When I have sat down to do some more substantial writing, to get cracking on a story or to rework my way into an in-progress one, I have suffered some writer's block. The words do not want to come, and when they do they seem stilted and awkward and just not very good.
It's been a frustration, even if it hasn't been that long. Thankfully, tonight I seem to have broken through it. It may only be temporary, but the germ of an idea came to me--just something small--and I sat down to tease it out. Before long, I had "The Forgotten Cemetery," which might be considered a Fragment or might just be considered a very short story, or a piece of flash fiction. Whatever it is, I really like it. It came fast and probably it would not have hurt to sit on it and maybe give it another edit, but I put it up on the blog anyway. It's a short read. Perhaps you'll enjoy it. I hope you'll give it a look.
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