Unfinished

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I have more than 200 unfinished stories clustering around me like tiny, empty, liquor bottles around the corpse of a destitute alcoholic.

Besides the stories I have started and not finished on this site and others, like The Pregnant Boy and 30 Million Reasons, and ones that I am still working on like Pete's Vagina and Special FX, I have scores hidden away on hard drives, many of them tantalizing, fragmentary visions of longer works.

Some are multiple chapters as long as novels, some are full outlines, some are single partial chapters or vignettes or semi-organized notes. Some are just titles. Some have just enough to be intriguing, tantalizing, and some are just blank walls; like, what was I thinking when I wrote that?

I found one this morning called "The Witch's Kiss" about a haunted pinball machine and a gangster's daughter.

Another called "Staggerfly" about an aging conman who fakes his own death.

"Feast of the Undying" is about the ghoulish secret of immortality.

"Captain Yankee" is superhero slapstick.

"Knight of a Thousand Stars" is about interstellar empires.

"A Voice for Trout" seems to be about a boy who loses his ability to talk in a car accident.

"Keremy Kerrigan" is what? I just wrote the name on a file but I vaguely remember bits of story about the son of unrepentant hippies, trying to find out why he feels he was born into the wrong body. If I wrote those parts down somewhere, they aren't in this file.

"Doctor Yin" is only an elaborate chapter about a virtual reality device.

Files I haven't even opened with names like "deadloss", "glitch", "meatcute", and "mustbemagic".

I'm haunted by this stuff. Because I know there is much of it that will never get written.

Maybe if I hurry....

Hugs,
Erin

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