I’m a writer. It says so on my business card, so you know it’s official. But while I’ve been filling my clients’ inboxes with world-building guides, game design documents, and RPG sourcebooks, it’s been quite a while since I’ve written any actual fiction–you know, the stuff folks assume you produce when you claim the title “writer.”
So when I saw that Indie Authors Press was looking for flash fiction submissions for their upcoming Halloween anthology, I jumped at the opportunity. After all, I thought, it was 100 words. I could afford to take time away from the mortgage-paying work to do 100 words of horror fiction.
It felt good. It felt really good. Comfortable, yet exciting, like seeing an old friend who’s been too long away.
This morning I received an e-mail from IAP letting me know that my story has been accepted in their Spooky Halloween Drabbles 2015 anthology. I’ll admit it was something a relief; after so long away, it was good to know that my fiction skills hadn’t turned entirely to rust.
I’ll post a link to the book when it comes out (I’m not afraid of blatant self-promotion), but in the meantime, I think I’ll be looking for other anthologies, and other calls for submissions. Any excuse to get back in that saddle and write some more fiction.
