The important thing about writing a thousand-word short story is, it needs to have a thousand-word idea. Problem is, sometimes it isn't until after a week of trying to hammer the thing into shape that I realize I've brought a novel-length idea to a flash fiction fight. What am I supposed to do then? It's Friday already! It's too late to go back for another idea!
So that's how this mess happened. Hopefully it makes a sort of sense. Meanwhile, I have yet another novel to write. Yay.
Cover art incorporates original photography by the author. Props include a AAA map of (I think) southern California and a cat's eye marble given to me by the daughter of a roller derby teammate. I treasure it. (The marble, I mean. The map's outdated.)
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This Time We Play for All the Marbles (excerpt)
Short StoryIt's not a game anymore.
