How I wish I could give it to you
In recent weeks, I've been up to my eyebags in flash fiction. I wrote another one that got rejected. But another one I wrote after that was ok. The one that was rejected, was rejected because it featured penis too heavily (a bit like Birth of the Holy). Anyway I tried a new one, and made the creative compromise of not featuring any dick and it turned out ok. So I guess the lesson is to give feedback a chance and sometimes working within creative limits can produce serviceable work. You might not realise this (especially from reading this blog) but I'm a professional writer. In a way, I'm in the privileged position of being paid to write these stories, so I should be open to feedback. Even if it means having to write something that (if you've read this blog before) doesn't feature my favoured motifs of cock and DMX. Anyway, that acceptable story is one for another time. Here's the one that got rejected: Our date is going well. She looks at me and we lo...