Okay, let’s be honest:
Atsiko loves to read short stories. Mostly spec fic short stories. *pauses for gasps of surprise* And also other short stories. *more gasps*
But one thing about short stories that Atsiko does not like about short stories is writing them. Because Atsiko is terrible at writing short stories. They start out nice and short and stiff, and then they get long and squishy and… well, you get the picture. Obviously, this is not fun.
(I’m making an analogy about gum here. I don’t need anyone else’s mind in the gutters, dirtying them up.)
But last night, I had a dream that I could turn wholesale into a perfect short story. I had my first person character voice down pat. (Normally, I usck at first person.) I almost had the whole thing written in my head. But then I had to go to class. And when I sat down a few hours later to write, I had a hazy idea of what my story had been about, and not the first clue how to get it down on paper. My poor brain was half boiled by all the mental cussing.
This happens to me every time. Every single time. Or something like it happens, anyway.
And that is why I will probably never finish a short story. Darn it! *goes to cry in the corner*