Goldmine

This will be really quick but I just wanted to exclaim how much I love the goldmine I wrote over the summer. I had these three short stories stored on an online drive (www.freedrive.com) and forgot about them for a while. But I recently went back and downloaded them to my macbook. They are phenomenal. One, the dog one mentioned in the previous post, is finished but the other two are still in progress. They are great. Morbid for sure, but wonderful.

One is currently titled Pizza and its a first person story about a guy that takes care of his 500-pound, morbidly obese neighbor. He just can't take it any more and cracks.

The other is called Ghost Writer. It's about this guy that discovers a type writer in his attic and a completed manuscript. The manuscript is gold and he publishes it. After a time, another appears, just as good as the last. They are all stories of tortured souls. It turns out these have been written by some sort of entity inhabiting this guy's house and he keeps taking credit for the stories. The ghost gets pissed and exacts his revenge. There are going to be many twists, however.

I really think these are publish-worthy stories so I am going to find time to work on them. Hoorah!