I See 'Blank Space People'

[catephoenix]

I'm sitting crosslegged at the crossroads. Behind me, Fred lies spattered on the highway, his middle grade guts dangling from a tree in the surrounding woods. We tried, Fred and I, but we've spent the past couple of weeks boring each other and getting nothing done at all. So we're parting ways...Perhaps...Probably. Gosh but it's hard to let go.

Comments

[mylefteye]

Decisions, decisions. My gut feeling is you should write what you want to write and not because you think it's what others (even if those others are agents) want you to write. It's a labour of love, right?

[catephoenix]

Strange you should say that... I'm writing about someone using guts as skipping rope. ;)