I was pleasantly surprised by the feedback I got about my writing prompt, As It was Foretold. Reading the comments spurred inspiration to continue with the scene, making it a full-blown story.
The intention was for me to make it a short story to submit to a magazine. I went as far as responding to the comments by telling these kind readers of my plans. They had wanted me to continue the story in my blog, but, as to be expected, I got full of myself. I can assure you this doesn’t happen often, but when it does, I go all the way. Luckily, it doesn’t last very long.
I started writing about the other couple, who I named Carl and Beth. Mistakenly, because I wasn’t paying any attention to my limits, I expected the words to just come to me as I wrote. I know, extremely foolish. I had a whole other page written before I went back to read it.
I discovered that I had taken the story in circles, not getting anyplace. Of course, this brought me back down to earth, which I’m sure all of you are feel grateful for. I know I am. I realized that I couldn’t submit this story to a magazine, no matter what the rest of the story would be. I could make it shine like a beacon light and it still wouldn’t be accepted.
The story wasn’t original anymore. It was on my blog for the entire world to read.
Now I’m torn between leaving the scene as it is and trying to continue the story on future posts. If the best I can do is what I’ve already done, going around in circles, there’s just no point in giving it a shot. After rereading my small scene, I can envision how I could work with it but it would mean editing what I already have.
Now then… do I want to do this? I’m undecided. Maybe I’ll feel differently once I hit the 10,000-word mark on my writing project.