As those of you who follow my blog know, I’m working on da sequel to Pulled cleverly titled Pulled Back. I know, my brilliance astounds even me. But what you might not know is that I’m currently ready to burn said sequel. Yeah. It’s THAT bad. I’ve heard this is common for writers of their second books (especially sequels) to feel like their follow up effort didn’t live up to their original attempt and can easily understand why so many authors give up after one. This writing thing is HARD work! Even harder now that I have to work another stinking job, but that’s not the point.
The point of this post (and I promise there is one) is that I’ve forced myself to push aside this sequel and work on something that I’ve been puttering with for years. A short story collection. It is all but done, mere days from completion (I think), edited even. But it’s only like 60 pages. So my question is this, dear readers, if a book like this was available, would anyone even care? Does anyone read short story collections anymore or are they like VHS’s, nice to have on the shelf, but really not ever going to be looked at?
Is the short story dead on arrival?
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