The blog has languished. I've a couple non-fiction projects which have absorbed a great deal of time and energy. It seems disingenuous to write of non-fiction on the fiction blog so a quite period of inactivity ensued.
I'm back at the mayhem now. I've some new stories to come out. I've some old stories to recast again with the discipline to shorten, tighten, and present a more immediate flow of danger and deceit.
It is late spring here and summer looms with all the dark deeds that bright sunny days and cool water can host.
There's nothing like a meadow for a body. The juxtaposition is more than we can resist.
I've a confirmation to attend this weekend. I've a failed story of a killing where the bullet consisted of a large caliber slug formed of gold saints' medals pressed into a plug.
Let's put the body in a meadow on an early summer's day and see what flawed soul we can have search for killer, motive, meaning, and measure.
Let's have a murder: a web of mystery. Time to write a scene for the spider.
It's good to be back in fiction.
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