I just put the finishing touches on We Who Still Labour, a 4,800-word dark urban fantasy.
It’s set at the North Junction Diner, a hole-in-the-wall place outside Coshocton, Ohio, and it involves the reincarnation of of an old Celtic god, a feisty waitress named Darlene Comer and pigs.
It’s for a British Anthology titled The Blackness Within. I’m excited about this one. I got some great feedback from Gay Degani, a friend and fellow writer from California, and I think this one may be the cleanest piece I’ve written to date.
We’ll see what the editor thinks.
BTW, Gay blogs about the writing life at Words in Place. Stop by and give her a look-see.