B-Sides: Abandonalia
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Ongoing59m
Last published Thu, Sep 10, 2015
This is a collection of writings that I once worked on and then abandoned due to some reason or another. These stories span multiple genres, from general to surreal, from fantasy to science fiction, from steampunk to dieselpunk to cyberpunk. These stories were ideas gestated and half-formed but never got to the light at the end of the tunnel. These are my B-sides.
I'm publishing them here with commentary both as a retrospective on my process in learning the craft of writing within the past decade that I've taken my writing seriously and also as inspiration for a future me to pick up one of these abandoned ideas, and with new wisdom and experience, to hopefully develop it into something new and exciting.
If you're reading my abandonalia, I hope you enjoy and I apologise in advance for some of my rough, raw prose.
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