Ugh. Looks like I need to get some batteries. Because the space key on my keyboard is dying. (Gets new batteries for the keyboard.) You should have seen the previous sentence before I went back and fixed it. ...OK. So, it looks like when the batteries are dying, the keyboard's space key stops working -- and apparently the P key and some of the arrow keys as well.
I suppose dying keyboards and the inability to type is a metaphor.
I'm working on a 8,700 word piece. It's a fun fairy-tale-style story, and probably a hard sell. I like the language in it, and the visuals -- and because of the fairy-tale voice, I need to turn up the characterization to make the story less distant. It's mostly done, there are about three places that need some heavy polishing or re-working. In particular the Bedroom Scene is being excessively awkward: I can tell I'm going to have to just write it as bawdily as I can, with phrases like "pulsing man-rod" and then go back for the parts that are saucy and clever and advance the plot and reveal character.
In other writing news, I got a rejection on a flash piece today -- it's a kind of list-story -- but in a way I'm relieved it did because it's a little too non-fictional, a little too snarky, and I probably should have not submitted it. I'll let it rest for a few weeks to give it some distance from the real-life inspiration and then rework it so the pieces talk to each other more.
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