Stepping Outside the Box

Yes, I've neglected this blog for the past week, and for that, I apologize. I was busy with edits and writing and lots of other, non-writing things. I know it happens, and I also know there's no real need to apologize, but it is what it is. I did it anyway.

But now I have a story for you, so that should make up for it. The other day while driving, I had an image pop into my head. Then another and another, all haphazard and blurry at the edges with no real cohesion. Then a sentence took shape and another, and by the time I got home, my fingers were itching to be let loose on the keyboard. Although I had all these vivid images, I really had no idea where the story was going. After the first few sentences, though, I knew what the story was about, and it surprised me. Although it's dark, it is nothing like any other short story I've written before. I'm not even sure how I'd classify it. Perhaps speculative, perhaps dystopian, perhaps surreal, perhaps not.

At the end of the day, the genre, or lack thereof, really does not bother me. I like the story, both the first draft and the edited/revised version, and I like that my mind still holds surprises, even for me.

Okay, I lied. It was a story about a story. Ooops.