25th of August, 2020.
I’ve been a little quiet on the social media front, so I figured I’d bob on here and just rattle on about what I’ve been working on and where I’m at at the moment. Long story short, I’m finding it hard to juggle keeping up with Twitter, my day job, my life, and my writing – but what’s new!
Last month, a submission opening caught my eye regarding cryptozoology, and though I’ve since decided not to send off anything for that particular call, it managed to get a short story out of me. Whilst it wasn’t initially my favourite piece in the world, after some brilliant feedback from a couple of other talented friends, it’s edited and stored away and I’ve grown quite fond of it.
The piece is set in a fictional village nestled near Bodmin Moor, following the rather morose life of a bar-fly called Johnny. He’s unwittingly befriended by a newcomer to the village who listens to his tall tales of beasts roaming the moorland. Eventually, Johnny has to watch fate unfold, hating the knowledge he holds, and despising how he’s powerless to stop the tragedy taking place before his eyes.
I also managed to square up a piece of flash fiction that has been sent into the submission void. Not got exceptionally high hopes for its success, but it was a fun little piece to work on, regardless.
I’ve also mapped out the bare bones of a short story exploring stale love, mesmerizing calls, and lost worlds. It’s one of those pieces where I hope the dread bubbles up to a boiling point, and the thematic issues underlining the horror shine through just enough to make it multidimensional. It’s early doors, but I’m hoping to make headway on it shortly, to send off to a lovely little press in particular.
And last, but certainly not least…
You ever have a story idea, a line, a snippet, or the inkling of a theme and you fall in love with it, but grow terrified that you’d never do it justice? That’s what In Bloom is for me. It blossomed nearly a year ago with only 500 words to its name, and I let it sit and collect dust. Well, this week I’ve started making headway on it, and though it’s possibly the hardest short story I’ve ever put time into, I’m really enjoying working on it.
All I will say for now is it’s focused on that visceral feeling of first love, impending dread of a character that isn’t quite right, and laden with a metaphor that sounds ridiculous but grows into something nearly grotesque. Consider what you would do if your relationships crumbled, your skin doesn’t feel like your own – and your body begins slowly morphing into a human bouquet.
Such fun. I’ve got a few days off this week to get stuck in and get the skeleton of it done, then I can pick away at it and really give it some love. I’ll be going away to a log cabin in the second week of September, too, so I think my novella Winner, Winner should have some priority given, too.
As I always say, I’m working on too much – but it’s a good feeling.
Last, but not least, here’s another gentle reminder that Kandisha Press’ second volume GRAVEYARD SMASH, of which I have a small tale in, is available now, and you can buy it here:
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