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.... Here is the on-going story of my tumultuous journey to acquiring representation, publication and appreciation.
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One day I want a critic or literary scholar to refer to my writing as "literary death metal".
I finally finished the outline for my novel Dirt Nap, which I've been trying to write since 2001.
I then sent this outline to my buddy Tim, who is always my first reader.
I then wrote a bit in my new horror story "In the Barn."
And, finally, I realized that I still have part of a first draft, and some notes, for a horror story I have been trying to write (or, rather, finish) since 2014, called "No Stone Unturned".
This is great news for me, as it means I can flow seamlessly from completing "In the Barn" (which will hopefully take no more than a few weeks) into "No Stone Unturned" and virtually pick up right where I left off.
I like where things are right now.
So, I just started a new horror short story.
I haven't written a short story in the horror genre in... well... let's just say longer than I can remember... because, apparently, I can't.
Anyhow, I am also mapping out an allegorical horror novel I've had in my head since the early-aughts (when I was in my 20's!). And, if I'm going to eventually write that, then I need to strengthen those muscles by penning a few horror short stories that I've had in my head for a bit, but have dragged my feet in writing.
In the way that Socrates thought that writing would diminish memory, I fear that if I don't start writing horror short fiction again (and focus solely on screenplays, as I did for many years) those creative muscles might atrophy.
Incidentally, on that same note, I just outlined a horror screenplay (a supernatural serial killer tale I call Depravity) that I hope to write either this Halloween... or next summer. We'll see.
Anyhow, I'm about three pages into the story as of tonight and I am loving the characters and world-building I've managed to scrawl.